the Dalaverse

Okay, so here's the news: last night was supposed to be the first viewing of "Pirates of the Caribbean" at our dear Cole Cinema. Karen asked me to go out to dinner, and I made her swear we'd be back by 7 so I wouldn't miss the movie. We set out to the Mexican place in the shopping center with all the international foods restaurants, have some really good tacos and echiladas, forget to tip the waiter and are mortified because he brought us our food literally five minutes after we ordered, and make it back to campus with plenty of time to spare. Karen decides she's going to trek over to Cole with me and we are outside the theater doors at 6:37. The tiny theater, she is packed. There are no seats anywhere. I wandered up both aisles and it was hopeless. So we trudge dejectedly back to the dorm, me speechless with disappointment. I know the movie's playing three other times this weekend -- I KNOW that. But I had spent all week looking forward to Friday, and then all Friday waiting impatiently for 7:00 to come, and I didn't get to see my movie, which I downright needed to continue the J/N fic.

So. I plop down at my computer and decide to write something new, something J/W. And four hours later, there is a full five-page fic, shiny and beautiful. I posted it at ff.net this morning and have come to post it here. It is sappy schweet, but I like it a lot.

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PIRATES.

That's all I have to say tonight.