by the power vested in me

I think if I make a lot of truly positive choices this year and counteract that with a lot of alcohol (to aide in the positive choices, natch) then I might finally even out the kooky scales of my mind/mood. 

Eye doctor went well today, if having no solution is good. I mean, as far as he can tell I'm essentially too stressed or psychosomatically creating these symptoms. So, yay for having nothing wrong, but also boo. Had dinner with my mom, too, and I actually am not freaking out with anxiety afterwards. She's probably getting divorced, which sucks, but. *shrugs* Her life.

I assume folks follow my twitter or feed if you want my fic, but if you are new to me.. aphroditemineficfeed_feed and I wrote two stories for yuletide this year:

-- unless you can die when the dream is past for majesdane  (who, btw, it was hell keeping this a secret from) is Playboy Club/Sucker Punch, Alice/Frances/gayness.
-- just like heaven for SadieFlood is Bandits (1997), Emma/Luna/my highschool fandom love and the story I've needed to write for almost 10 years