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I feel like every time I turn around it's "something else". No updates lately...and possibly not for a while. I can't get my brain around writing right now. Short explanation: First off, the last two months or so I've been exhausted (yet in a constant insomnia state) and always feeling like I was on the cusp of "coming down with something". Monday morning I took a shower, while doing that I found a lump under my arm pit. Couldn't see anything when looking, but it felt like a really really bad bruise (and hurt like a bitch when I put any pressure on the area). Told my Mom and she immediately took me to my GP. He poked and prodded me for a while and hemmed and hawed and then made me go to the hospital on Tuesday. I kept insisting it had to be a cyst from an ingrown hair (a cyst of course being an infection and therefore the reason I've felt run down - "Bridget Logic" at work). I reminded him that it happened once before when I used a razor I didn't realize was dull on my leg and he gave me antibiotics that time and did not send me to the hospital. His response was, "You don't have lymph nodes on the back of your thigh." Tuesday I got turned into a pin cushion (blood tests/biopsy) and probably get radiation poisoning from being stuck in an MRI tube and all but microwaved for a few hours. While there, my dear dear Mother decides to point out to the doctor two large freckles I have on my back (I'm Irish, my whole body looks like a freckle) and one I have on my shoulder that have all changed color in the last year and two on my face that actually (completely randomly and quite strangely) have been getting inflamed (almost like they were infected) and have also changed color. So those all got photographed. This afternoon (Saturday) I got a phone call telling me to come into the hospital again on Monday for more tests of some sort (I'll find out Monday I suppose). Now, the bright side of things - as my friend pointed out - if it was anything serious I'm sure they would have called me sooner then this afternoon and had me back in much sooner as well. My, cynical and pessimistic, brain keeps reminding me that a few years ago the doctors missed my grandfather's lung cancer for over two years (and the man was on oxygen at home - so they KNEW something was wrong with his lungs) until it was so bad that it was basically not treatable. I'm trying to do the whole "bright side" of things and remind myself that on swollen lymph node and a few discolored freckles/moles doesn't mean shit and this could be as simple as a cyst or even fucking mono. Either way, I apologize for the lack of updates. It started really just as being too out of it to write anything coherent and has since turned into being slightly freaked out. :-/ Anyway, the very second I'm feeling inspired I shall churn something out - even if it's just a silly one-shot or drabble or something. (tagged as 'glee fanfic' and 'real life' 'cause, well, I only write glee anymore) Tags: glee fanfic, real life
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Title: The Moral of Her Story Characters: Rachel, Santana, Puck. Rating: R Word Count: ~3500 Genre: Pezberry friendship. Puckleberry romance/angst. AU Future. Warnings: Language. Disclaimer: Ryan Murphy & Co./Fox Broadcasting owns Glee. I definitely do not. At all. Nor am I receiving any form of compensation for this. Prompt: “Your Prince Charming isn’t coming to rescue you in a horse and carriage, that’s not who you are. You’re looking for a man to be your partner. To take on the world with you. You’ve gotta update your fairytale baby.” - . puckrachel drabble meme (by: sarcastic_fina) Summary: Sometimes the fairytale ends with the not so charming prince winning the not so fair maiden's heart. Or it would if they weren't the two most stubborn people alive. ( The Moral of Her Story )Tags: character: noah "puck" puckerman, character: rachel berry, character: santana lopez, glee, one-shot, ship: puck/rachel Current Mood: tired
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Title: When Pi Meets Prose Characters: Puck, Rachel (with a few other characters popping up here and there) Rating: R Word Count: ~4500 Genre: Romance. AU Future. Warnings: Language. Sex (eventually) Disclaimer: Ryan Murphy & Co./Fox Broadcasting owns Glee. I definitely do not. At all. Nor am I recieving any form of compensation for this. Prompt: Stumbled across this prompt on Tumblr (by cx7171) completely by accident. "Puck doesn't have a badass job (ie: bartender, musician, firefighter, police officer, etc.). Rachel isn't a singer/performer/teacher/dancer. He's not a single Dad. She's not a single Mom. They didn't meet in High School." I have to admit; I was intrigued because it forced me to really, really think about it. Summary: A math teacher and an antique book dealer meet and find there's only logic to what should be a most irrational pairing. ( Part One )Tags: character: noah "puck" puckerman, character: rachel berry, fic: when pi meets prose, glee, ship: puck/rachel
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Title: A Different Perspective Characters: Puck, Rachel and this teensy, tiny smidgen of Finn. Rating: PG-13 Word Count: ~1800 Genre: Friendship. Drama. Romance. Warnings: Language. Disclaimer: Ryan Murphy and his clan own Glee. I just borrow them to play with and then put them back slightly more bruised then I received them. Prompt: When Finn doesn't understand Rachel's fear that she'll never get out of Lima and instead thinks it could be good that she give up on NYC, she goes to Puck for some perspective. puckrachel drabble meme (by: sarcastic_fina) ------ ( A Different Perspective )Tags: character: noah "puck" puckerman, character: rachel berry, glee, one-shot, ship: puck/rachel
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