Back in the Day Ficathon. Giles. R (or maybe a hard PG-13).

Today, the story's for stakebait's Back-in-the-Day ficathon are due. Since it's today in my world, despite my not having yet gone to sleep to divide today from yesterday, I'm going to impatiently post my story.

It was written for kindkit, who requested Season 3 Giles, with the specification "I tend to like angst, but I'll do as I'm told. :-)"

The fic is the precursor to a drabble I wrote many weeks ago, now. The drabble was entitled Remembered Items Bid During an Apparently Drunken but Lucid Game of High Stakes Verbal "Trivia Poker," as Overheard During Observance of the Leonid Meteor Showers, High Atop Skyline Boulevard in the Hills of Oakland, California. This may go a small ways to explaining the story. :)

Oh, and the title kind of sucks, so any better suggestions would be appreciated. As, of course, would comments. Always, always, and they make me love the people who give them.

( Lions of the North; Giles, R )

Veteran's Day

I tried to sleep in. Oh, I tried. Instead (as I mentioned in my previous post), I woke up at about 9:15 (having gone to bed at around 1am) feeling like I'd slept until 1pm. Not it the really well-rested sense, but in the dry eyes and throat and slight headachey feeing. I spent the rest of the morning lazing around in my pajamas and figuring out Season 3 dates in order to make sure that I could set my Back in the Day fic when I wanted. ( Geeky wittering )

Then I washed my hair and somehow ran out of hot water, despite having only spent about half an hour there (more like 20 minutes before the hot water started going, anyway), but it was nice to get my hair clean. After that, I drove up to Skyline Boulevard to research for my story.

It turns out there's a regional preserve up there, a really large one, the Robert Sibley Volcanic Regional Preserve, or something like that. One of the trails actually leads up to an old caldera, but I didn't have the time (nor was I wearing the appropriate clothing) to hike all that way. Most of the housing is incredibly new developments, looking about a year old at the most, so the area's really quite posh. Which is what I'd expect from the Oakland hills, but on the other hand, it's really awfully far from civilization; it takes about fifteen minute just to drive up there from down in Oakland proper. There are eucalyptus forests and live oak and some tree that I can't place but which has catkins. And lots more stuff in the preserve itself. Apparently there are mountain lions and deer, too, at least according to the information placards at the entrance to the hiking trails. I hiked around just the base of one trail very briefly; I want to go back at some point, definitely. Though preferably not during lyme disease season, as there are ticks up there.

After I'd done sufficient "research," I headed back out west and went to girlwithjournal's, where she and psychopepsquad and jet girl were watching "The Emperor's New Groove." I saw about two thirds of it; it's really funny, and not at all Disney-ish. After that, we sat around for a bit, and girlwithjournal worked on her French and I worked on my fic. Then the two of us went to dinner at a pub up on College in Oakland, that I've been to before with my parents; they usually have Fat Tire, but they didn't last night, which was annoying. I had a shrimp and avocado quesadilla, which sounds really disturbing, but was actually really good.

We drove back to Girl's place, and I finished my fic (hurrah!), then went home and didn't go to sleep until 2:30, 'cause, well, I didn't. But I thought I'd sleep until 10 and have a decent amount of sleep... instead, I woke up at 7. Fun. But today's being good so far.... We'll see.

Alphabet meme, ga*ked from c_iulius

( A is for apple pie, B is for bear, C is for crocodile, combing its hair... )

Angel 5x07

( Tonight's Angel thoughts - Lineage & 'next week on Angel' )