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Well, the wireless... thingy is still BROKEN OR SOMETHING and my dad took it to work to see if he can force make someone take a look at it and I MISS BEING IN MY ROOM. I feel like I can't do anything in here because my mom is almost literally breathing down my neck (and, okay, this is her room, so she's entitled to it but STILL) so no precious NWS stuff for me (HEAR ME WEEP). Boo.

Anyway, I checked out the main actors for the pathetic Life on Mars remake and just-- no. NO NO NO. *wishes it would all go away* I know I'll probably end up watching it to mock it but right now? I'm in denial.

( Anyway, here's a picture of yesterday's apple pie. )

MMMM, SO TASTY. My dad was a bit whiney about why it turned okay for me when it usually doesn't for him, lol.

Oh, and since I'll whine until I get it: Does anyone have 'Delivery' by Babyshambles? Pretty please?

Well, the apple pie was a success at my grandparent's house, so much that my grandma asked me to bake her an extra one tomorrow since she's having some friends over for lunch on Friday. o_O Oh well.

Well, here it is. It's still one of those stories that just work better in Spanish, because of the style it was written in, but oh well. I'll be translating Hedonismo next.

Title: Swell
Word Count: 1300
Summary: Olivia meets a real mermaid when she’s thirteen, with the too blue sky that speaks of drought and the sweat staining the pink dress she likes so much.
Author Notes: A hasty translation of Oleaje, one of my favorite stories I've written. Un-betaed, so sorry.