The life of Artsy

Title: Matt and Mohinder: The Adventures of Parenthood. Episode Three: The Birds and the Bees
Author: hiddenfantasy
Rating: PG
Summary: Molly gets a lecture.
Notes: For worri who couldn't wait for this to be posted. Many thanks to mosaic and worri for the bunnies!
Disclaimer: If I owned these characters my gas tank wouldn't be on empty.

Episode Three

Title: Matt and Mohinder: The Adventures of Parenthood. Episode Two: Bra Shopping
Author: hiddenfantasy
Rating: PG
Summary: Matt and Mohinder take Molly shopping for her very first bra.
Notes: I can't help it, I love torturing all three of them. Written for slytherin_face 'cause she's having a bad day. Many thanks to mosaic and worri for giving me the bunnies!
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, I'd be doing unspeakable things to Matt and Mohinder. ;)

( Episode Two )

Don't mind the subject, I say that all the time. XD

After yesterday's episode in the emergency room, Cat is doing better. She decided to stay home from school today to rest since she was up half the night hacking and trying to breathe. Thankfully, she found her inhaler and it's helping, sort of. What we really need to do is get her medicine for the bronchitis, but since rent is due, we're broke. And I mean broke. We'll have about $30 to our name until we get paid again on the 17th. Not cool. I'm just glad my little sister isn't dying, like I thought she was yesterday. The more rest she gets, the better. As for me, I worked myself into a migraine. XD It's gone now, but what can you do?

Today, hopefully, I can get started on my movie from Las Vegas. -crosses fingers- I just need to get all of the movies transferred and I should be golden. The only trouble is, I need to find music. So, that might cause a problem, but I can try to look for something. I want to make this an awesome christmas present for my friends, but I'm afraid of how crappy it'll turn out. I don't want to make a crappy video! I really don't. -sighs-

Episode Two is coming along smoothly. I'm hoping to have it done later on tonight. I still need to flush out the ice skating fic and the 'let's torture Matt with make-up' fic but the muses have stalled on those two. And why the hell is it so hard for me to write Matt/Mohinder porn?! Honestly, every time I try to write something that could be porny, they clam up on me. -.- I'm not impressed with the boys. Not at all. I'm thinking shower porn, but I'm not sure how to do it. -ponders-

My mother called me last night, after she got done with teaching her night class. She asked the most random question ever. 'What are some of the most popular RPG video games you know? I know Legend of Zelda and Final Fantasy, but that's it.' Oh shit on a brick. Joe had a hay day last night naming off a whole list. My mother is now saturated with RPG video games. XD She's using the games as an example of the learning style people my age are use to: trial and error versus the learning style our professors use. It's quite interesting. My mother is the head of some big wig committee on campus that focuses on teacher/student interactions and making college more 'fun' for the students. XD Silly mom. I'd like to read her proposal, just so I can share it with my friends.

I need costume ideas for Comic Con and I have no idea what to go as, except for Mimi from the Drew Carey show (and as funny as that would be, no). Help! My brain is dead in that area. Costume development is not my forte. XD

( HOLY FUCK! )

Title: Matt and Mohinder: The Adventures of Parenthood. Episode One: Tampon Shopping
Author: hiddenfantasy
Rating: PG
Summary: Future!fic. Matt and Mohinder go shopping for Molly.
Notes: For mosaic for giving me the bunny in the first place and for worri for drawing me awesome M3 art and giving me more bunnies for this series.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I did, Matt and Mohinder would be tied to my bed.

Episode One

( Heroes spoilers below )

I'm dying. Either I have the cold from hell or I'm dying. My ears hurt and they're plugged. I can't breathe from my nose. My throat hurts like a bitch. I have a never ending headache and I'm frickin' hot as hell. Oh yeah. I can't flippin' stop coughing and it hurts. Oh man. I just feel like shit. I've been sick since Friday and it's not getting any better. Normally, I'd be seeing some improvement. But no. Not one bloody improvement. -sighs- Kill me?

In other news, Matt/Mohinder and M3 bunnies are eating my brain! I don't think I've ever had this many rabid bunnies eating away at me, but holy shit! I just can't write fast enough. XD That's what I get for falling head over heels in love with everything Matt/Mohinder and M3. -swoon-

Heroes is on tonight! I'm excited and sad all at the same time. After tonight's episode there are only two more new episodes left until the strike ends. I wish it would freakin' end already so I can feed my Heroes addiction. -sighs- I feel for the writers and I feel for the actors but damn it, doesn't any one care about the rabid fangirls wanting their shows?!

All I gotta say is there better damn well be plenty of Matt, Mohinder and Molly or I will be forced to write the rest of the season myself, with only those three characters. XD I'll do it. I swear to God I will do it.

Oh! And before I forget, mosaic pwns my world. She had an awesome, but totally sad dream last night. Somehow, I'm going to find a way to invade her subconscious so I can view her dream in full detail. It will happen, damn it!

Title: Pink Aisle of Doom
Characters: Matt, Molly and Mohinder mentioned
Summary: Matt goes shopping for Molly's Christmas present.
Rating: PG (for language)
Notes: I had a similar experience today at work and thought it would translate well for a new dad shopping for his daughter. It's my first time writing anything Heroes related so I can only hope this does my favorite show justice! Also, this is for my friend mosaic who is in a bit of a funk and needs a bit of cheering up.

(Pink Aisle of Doom)

I've aways been a fangirl, but now, I'm like uber fangirl when it comes to all things Matt, Mohinder and Molly. XD It's brilliant and I'm a nerd. Now all I need to do is start writing fics with the three of them and my fangirlishness will be complete. w00t! Now, I doubt my fangirl like tendencies will never rival slytherin_face's but I can sure as hell try! Beware Face, I'm coming to get you. :P

So, lemme point to my brand new, smexy M3 header and point to my hot as hell, default icon before I end this obviously pointless post and take pills to help get my sick as better.

So, I get to my car this morning, start it up, wait for it to warm up and while I'm waiting, I see that I'm pretty much out of gas. But, due to my extreme stupidity, I decided I could make it to school then to work then back to school and home. HA! My car proved me wrong. -.- Fucking thing didn't start when I got out of class. So, I called in to work (it's only a three hour shift so they'll live) and found Wendy and thankfully she had a small gas can and we got just enough gas to get my car back to the apartment. Looks like I won't be driving any more today. Fucking hell. Well, at least not until my sister gives me the ten dollars I spent yesterday to put gas in her car to put gas in my car today. Ah, what a twisted world.

In other news, I got my action figure today. My Crazy Cat Lady action figure, complete with cats as accessories. All compliments from worri ^.^ I shall display it proudly in my living room for all to see.

Oh crap... I think I set my bookcase up wrong. -sighs- Oh well, no one else will notice... hopefully. -shifty eyes-

I have found my official Heroes ship. Matt/Mohinder. -squee- I don't know why it's so appealing. It just is. And I love them and I love reading the fics out there with the both of them and Molly. Ah, love. -snicker, snort- This means I need to find Matt/Mohinder and Matt/Mohinder + Molly icons. Yay! <3

Since I don't have class for another two hours, I should work on some more Jeff Dunham icons. WOOT!

It's that time again! The holiday season is here, especially for those of us who work in retail (BOO). So, here's my plan. Since I am especially broke this year, I can't give gifts like I wanted to, so instead I'm sending out cards! Hurray! If you want a card, just leave a comment with your address and all that jazz and I'll send a card to you! Oooooh. ^.^ All comments are screened so you don't have to worry about anyone getting your address.

I talked to my grandmother today. She was pretty happy to hear from me. My initial thought while talking to her was 'oh yeah, she's from New York'. This thought, of course, made me wonder how long accents can last. She's been living in Minnesota for over fifty years (my dad was born in Minnesota and he's like fifty-two) and still hasn't picked up the Minnesotan/Norwegian drawl. Nope. She still sounds like she's from New York and she's only visiting Minnesota. My grandfather had the New York accent before he passed away in the early 90s. My aunt Karen has a bit of my grandmother's accent. My uncle David sounds like he's from Minnesota. My uncle Bruce has a bit of a southern drawl. My father... well, my father he has no accent because he's bland as hell. And oh fucking hell! I was going to call him today. -headdesk- Anyway, what sort of accents do people have in New Mexico any way? As for me. I talk like my father, except for the accent. I look like my father. I act like my father. HOLY SHIT! I AM MY FATHER! O.O Ew

Tomorrow I go to get the key for the aparment. JOY! I'll be moving! I'm calling DakTel and OtterTail on Monday and have them transfer service to the new place, which means I have to haul ass to get this place clean before the electricity gets shut off. Joy. I fucking hate cleaning.

Worri and I just learned how cool Face's aunt is. I'm jealous of her.

My mother is leaving town next weekend for a conference, in Pittsburg...I think. She's ecstatic that she won't have to take care of our cats any more. Hell, she started bitching me out on tuesday when I told her we couldn't take the cats until the first of November. "You have no idea how hard this has been on me." WHA?! What the fuck are you smoking, woman?! You've been surrounded by four cats. How the fuck is that hard? You have to feed them and clean the fucking litter boxes. It's not like you have to talk to them. Hell, you ignore them. I swear, my mother has more mood swings than ... whatever else has more mood swings than a PMSing woman. XD

Anywho and all that shit. I'm tired. It's midnight. I should sleep before I suddenly feel awake and am up for the rest of the night.

I got the Noble Collection catalog today and I've already picked out the items that I would love to have. Alas, I can only dream. But damn, what lovely dreams. Take, for example, this. Yup, I'd bawl if I had that because Fred & George = OTP. -sighs-

And then I saw this and I about cried just looking at it (don't give me that look, damn it). Yeah. I think I'd die if I got that. Honestly. I got Lupin's wand last year for christmas and if I had the Marauder's Map I could die because I'd be the happiest fucking fan girl. XD

Of course, I cannot forget this, because what good is a Lupin wand when you don't have Snape's? SNUPIN! OTP 4 EVR! I'd make the wands kiss. XD Seriously. That's how sick in the head I am. :D

Face, Worri and I were drooling over this. I looked at Luna's wand and did a little squee. It's so cute!

I cannot ignore McGonagall's wand. It's so...her, isn't it?

Worri knows if I had money I'd buy her this. Snickers, anyone? FEAST!

So yeah. That's all the stuff that I'd like and will dream about and wish I could afford to buy. XD

Without worri, I'd be a bawling mess right now.

Things are getting increasingly stressful now that Cat and I are that much closer to moving into a new apartment. We got paid today and our pay checks were not what we were expecting, so naturally I worried myself right into a panic attack, while doing homework. I'm not sure how the hell we're going to do this, but I have to figure out some way to be able to pay for rent and the rest of the deposit (the first half hasn't even fucking hit the bank yet -.-). Plus I have to figure out when the hell we can start moving, then we have to find a truck so we can move the heavy, big items across the street with no problem. I have to move the cable from here to the new place (we both need the internet right now because of mid-terms and big ass projects due in the next week) and get the electricity moved over. This apartment needs to be spotless by noon on the 31st. I some how have to find the money to buy food (and my mother will probably flip when she see how little food we have right now).

I think, tomorrow, I'm going to have to call my grandfather and ask if I can borrow $200 just so I can have money in the bank for the $80 late fee on my laptop that I have to get paid off so Dell will stop harassing me at work. And perhaps I can finally get back on my medication.

Anyway, the point of this post was not to bore you with the problems I'm having at home. The whole point was to thank Worri for making me smile and talking to me so I didn't freak out completely. So, thanks Worri, for helping me out tonight. I needed it. A lot.

I am fucking furious. I just checked my checking account to see how much I was paid. Everything looked fine and dandy and then I see this strange charge on my statement. The Brass Rail is charging me $30.00 for drinks. I don't recall drinking $30.00 worth of alcohol on Thursday, so I fish out my receipt and I bought $7.50 worth of drink. SEVEN DOLLARS. Not THIRTY. I'm pissed and I will never drink there ever again. This is bullshit. After work I'm going to the Rail and raising hell. This is bullshit.

Right now, my current landlord is outside of my door, waiting for the housing people to come check the apartment so an income based person can move in when we move out. I have to call the new landlords today and make an appointment to sign our lease tomorrow afternoon at 4. We're one step closer to being out of this shithole.

Augh, I do not want to go to work today. I'm only partway through my take home test and I just really want to concentrate on that today. At least it's only five hours and not eight.

I need Achmed the Dead Terrorist icons so bad. And if you have no idea who I'm talking about what this. Actually, just watch everything by Jeff Dunham and laugh your fucking ass off. No. Seriously. Watch. Jeff Dunham owns my soul.

I think I've watched that video at least four times today. I've watched YouTube most of the day and everything I've watched has been Jeff Dunham related. I love Peanut. And Walter. And Achmed. And I am totally pissed that I didn't know until this evening that Jeff Dunham was going to be St. Paul on the first. Fuck man! I want to see him live so bad. >.<

In other news, my sister is over whatever illness she had. As for me. Not so much. Now the little boob is out with her friends, even though I called in for her yesterday saying I didn't think she would be able to work today. The shit used that opportunity to have her friends pick her up. -_- I am not impressed.

Oh cool. Death Note is on. I've always wanted to see this anime.

Yup. Dumbly is gay. Never has the world felt so right. Well, actually, if JKR said Lupin was gay and loved Snape for all of his life I think I would about die from happiness. Alas, this has not been confirmed, but I still hold hope that someday canon will catch up with fanon. ^.^

In other news, Caitlin has the flu from hell. She's been sicking up since five this morning and it's just not getting any better for her. She's got a bad fever and she aches all over. I called in for her this morning and I've called in for her tomorrow. It would be a horrid idea to let her go to work when she's like this. I have a feeling that I'm going to catch it too, which will suck ass since I have some serious cleaning I need to do by Monday.

I had two mid-terms today. I think I managed to pass both of them. I hope. -crosses fingers-

Now, I'm going to attempt to find some food in this apartment and eat, because I'm starving.

My body has been doing some strange things lately and I'm actually starting to get really nervous about what's going on. When I walk, there are periods when it feels like my heart is fluttering and I get black spots moving across my eyes. I've been getting really dizzy when I walk and even when I'm sitting. My head feels like it's swimming when I'm stationary and sometimes I feel so weak that I'm about ready to collapse. Maybe it's just my body reacting to all of the stress in my life. I don't know. I just know I don't want to go to the doctor again because I think Linda is actually starting to get sick of seeing me. Besides, I can't even afford to go to the doctor so it doesn't matter.

What I do know is I've been off my medication for over two weeks and I can't afford to get my prescription filled right now. Hell, I can't even afford to buy groceries. Cat and I get paid on Monday and all of that money is going to the deposit and rent on the new apartment. I haven't been able to make my credit card payments and I haven't been able to pay off my laptop for the last couple of months so the rest of my money is going towards those things because I need to do it.

Now that Cat's working at K-Mart, I was hoping that I wouldn't be so stressed out over money but it's getting worse. I'm looking into getting a second job just so I can have money to pay off my credit cards, pay off the laptop and buy groceries, clothes, shoes and other essential items so it doesn't seem like we're as poor as we really are. I'm going to have to ask my grandfather for a loan so I can get caught up on my payments. I still have so much money that I have to pay off to other people. It just keeps piling up and I feel like I'm drowning in all of this. It's no wonder I had another attack at work yesterday.

It all sort of culminated yesterday and my body freaked out on me. One minute I was getting my ad ready to pull apart and the next thing I remember is waking up against the wall and Joni trying to get me to wake up. I keep scaring the poor woman and I felt horrible. I apologized so many times for fainting on her and scaring her. The only good thing to come of that was teaching Molly (a woman who it training to be the store manager in Moorehead) what to do in a situation like that.

I know I've got a lot of people worried about me. Toni's worried. Joni's worried. Kristle's worried. Hell, even Sam's worried. I just hope things will eventually go better. This year has been hell and it's not even close to being over. I'm not sure if I can survive it.

My sister, the wonder idiot, left town today before I got home and didn't leave me a fucking check to go get groceries, even though we need them desperately. I wish my grandfather would've written the check out to me, instead of to my sister, but no. And so she puts the money into her checking account, which has been over-drafted by $100 and doesn't leave me one measly fucking check so I can go get food to feed myself tonight.

Hopefully my dumbass sister will be home tomorrow by the time I get off work and if she's not I will throw a fit until she gets home. We need food. I need food. Joy and fucking rapture.

And now, I'm going to go see what exactly I can make for food so my stomach doesn't growl at me any more today.

I got some awesome news today. The website I made a good year and a half ago is finally up! Lance R Jones -bounces- I'm so excited. I'm glad that everyone can see my work. Now, go look at the site. Be in awe and leave me a comment telling me how pretty the site is. ^_~

In other news, I'm bored out of my mind. I need something to occupy me.

My medicine is continually knocking me on my ass. I feel tired all the time. I'm going to bed earlier and earlier every day. I can hardly stay awake for an episode of Futurama. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm going to have to talk to my doctor and see if there's something else she can put me on.

Soooo, hungry. I'm debating what I should make for dinner tonight. Chicken ramen or beef ramen? Hmmm, tough choice -.-