Help Haiti auction.

Okay, my three lightning round fics are taken. Now for the real deal (translation: Icarus didn't read the directions and thought the lightning round was it).

Time for the auction!

By Valentine's Day you will receive: one of three fics of up to 7,000 words each. Your pairing of choice, prompt of choice. Slash or gen only.

Fandoms: Merlin, SGA, SPN, or HP. Will consider microfandoms if I'm familiar with the show or book (for example, Cyteen).

Bid opens at: $20

Go forth and claim your fic.

House sitting. The point is: Kitties!

I need a kitty icon.

I've been house sitting for the last week. Easy access to bus routes. Total freedom to hang out on the computer, stay up late, watch porn.

(Haven't done the latter, but the point is -- I could!)

Best yet the house comes fully equipped with four kitties.

I have a purring tiny little bundle of sleek grey sleeping behind me on the chair as we speak. Yes, this means I get a shrinking three inches of chair space, but the point is -- who cares?

Et tu, dad? Adventures in coloring stray gray.

And speaking of gray (kitties and otherwise)...

While I was in Toronto my dad and I went shopping. Actually, we went shopping at the farmer's market that appears in Out Of Bounds and found where Rodney's house would be, John's apartment, and drove around John's bike messenger route -- including a locale that must be added, ASAP.

( While we were shopping dad glanced over and plucked at a hair on my head. 'What's this?' he asked. )

Will keep you posted on the results.