Yvi

Oh, sweet Jesus, I'm twenty-four.

Or will be in about two in a half hours, to be precise. I'm going to go to sleep and wake up with wrinkles and a broken hip. Gaaaaaah. *applies sunscreen and does yoga like whoa*

And La Actriz graduated this morning, so there were a few hours of standing in the rain with old college friends for moral support, yowling and cowbelling (yeah, there was a cowbell) at all the ickle graduates.

I have about four different fics I want to write for cryptictac's challenge.

shutterbug_12 wrote an awesome House/Wilson/Amber that I don't have the time to link because I need to drive off and get dinner with the family, like, now, and then I'm coming back down to chill with college folk (possibly bar-hopping, possibly watching The Lion King; depends on our collective mood). I'll get back to recs and writing and resume-sending and other productive things later, but for now...people are buying me food! Must prioritize.