Icons!

I made a new icon, as you can see. I've been having fun making them, and I'm thinking about making a large-ish batch for general use.

We shall see...

Winchester = Smith & Wesson = The Colts!

It makes perfect sense!

The Colts and the Haunting of the Port Hadley Lighthouse, by onelittlesleep.
It's A Terrible Life fic of the ages!

::glee!::

Writer's Block: GIP (Gratuitous Icon Post)

[Error: unknown template qotd]I really should use this one more, as it cracks me up every damn time, but I have several other angry!icons that tend to eclipse this one.

Maybe, one day, there will be a giant clusterfuck of life that included Biblical mythology and dinosaurs. And when that day comes, I will be ready.

ding.

Yep.

This time, it wasn't all of a sudden, or because of one little detail. It was a steady buildup throughout the entire day. Washing out a shirt in the sink. Eating maybe a meal and a half. The way my blackberry-sage tea smelled. The way the wind smelled, after the sun went down, sweet and damp. The fact that I'm getting tan. A story I just finished reading. The fact that the moon is a perfect little sickle in the sky. The knowledge that my family will be coming through town, tomorrow, on their way elsewhere.

It doesn't hurt this time. It's just... there.