So. This one was slow and low and all the fireworks rang outside my window and the like, but that's really okay. I can wait for my fireworks. Until tomorrow, anyway.
But. The yuletide
Reveal. I wrote Fondest, Blindest, Weakest
, the 1602 fanfic. Which I know, but hadn't written in before, as I have never dealt with Daredevil in anything. Carlos Javier on the other hand is fairly easy; for me he's always fallen somewhere personality-wise betwixt my Mike and my Stephen.
And a million thank yous to the magnificent mazily
, who wrote me And the Rockets Red Glare
, which so totally made my world glow.
The dreams I had last night were somewhat serious but somewhat auspicious, I think, for New Years dreams. Dreams of crowns and coming into a lot of money in spite of dangerous odds. I wonder... a shadow of the year's theme, perhaps. 2005 being the Year of Transformation-- and how. We'll see, boys.
Now a shower, to finish the 'sountrack of the year' meme, and yes.
Bon Année, mes copains!