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[katallison]

It is Crisis of Confidence Day here at la casa Kat; I am experiencing a bout of I-suckism that makes Badfic!RayK look like a paragon of self-esteem. I have heard nothing back about the job. (Rational Brain: "Well, these things take time, you know that, just relax." I-Suck Brain: "Oh, shut up. They laughed at my resume, they laughed loud and long, and then they tore it up into little tiny bits.") The story continues to loom in my mind as a monument to tripe. (Rational Brain: "You feel this way every time, and hey, L. thinks it's good!" I-Suck Brain: "I repeat, shut up. Plus, she's just being nice to me.") I am miles and miles behind on stuff at work. (Rational Brain: "You just have to go in and start chipping away at it; slow and steady, one thing at a time." I-Suck Brain: "What part of shut up are you not getting? Plus, any day now they're gonna twig to my massive incompetence and just fire my ass, and then I'll have to go work as a convenience store clerk in Lake Elmo and live in a trailer park.")

This is, actually, not a plea for reassurance, just a quick tour of the monkey house. See the monkeys! Laugh as they jump up and down and screech! Duck out of the way as they fling shit!

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[bethbethbeth.livejournal.com]

(written with my usual apologies in advance.)

"Ray. Ray. Ray. Ray. Ray!"

"Huh?"

"Ray, what are you watching?"

"Oh. Um...it's Biography."

"Really?" Fraser sits down on Ray's sofa and peers at the television set. "I thought this week's episode was supposed to feature the lovely and talented writer Kat Allison (who, parenthetically, is rumored to be attempting to break us up, even as I speak)."

"Yeah, that's her."

"Ah. Ray?"

"Yeah, Fraser?"

"What's that in her hand?"

"Shit!"

"Language, Ray."

"No, I mean, it's shit, and she's...duck, Fraser!"

Both men slide to the floor and wait until the brief onslaught ceases. Tentatively, Fraser lifts his head up and looks back at the screen.

"She appears to have...stopped."

"Yeah." Ray sighs, then scoots back up onto the sofa. "Never lasts long."

Fraser stands up and straightens out his tunic. "She...Ray, is it normal to be able to throw something through the television screen?"

Ray chuckles. "Nah. Like you said, she's talented. Come on, sit down and watch the rest of the show. It's going to have a happy ending."

"Unlike..."

"Hey! I thought we'd agreed we weren't going to talk about any WIP's!"

"Understood."

[bethbethbeth.livejournal.com]

(In other words, it's safer to *be* one of the monkeys than just live with them. Of course, it *is* messier...)

[katallison.livejournal.com]

<hooting> Hey, if I'm on Biography, can I be played by Emma Thompson? Huh, huh?

(And, yes, the first rule of WIP Club is you do NOT talk about WIP!)