liblyn52

Lots of Random Things

2008-06-02T01:07:41Z

1. My subbing position ended on Friday, which means that I am finally FREE! Tomorrow I have given myself a non-workday to run errands and make appointments and schedule summer session at the PA.

2. Since I cannot get a job for a month, I am looking into volunteer opportunities and probably babysitting my nextdoor neighbor, who is going to have surgery and is going to be housebound for the entire month of July.

3. I am going to Puerto Rico the first week of July. An insane move on my part that I can't really afford right now, but it is with friends from high school and i haven't been on a vacation since forever.

4. I love Google's How Tos of the Day. Today's How To: How to Grow a Garden in a Bottle made me very interested, and think I am going to try it out tomorrow. When I subbed for 7th grade science for 2 days, they were growing all sorts of different kinds of plants, and I am excited that I can do my own experiment.

5. Yesterday, I driving on the backroads of my township. I was in a hurry. There was NO ONE on the road with me. I was pulled over by a very old cop for not stopping completely at a stop sign. Okay, so I didn't stop completley. But seriously, the cops have nothing better do in this town than to pull me over for that? It was my first EVER traffic violation, so he let me off wiht a warning, it would've been a $180.00 ticket, and htat would've pissed me off. To make things even more annoying, as the cop was checking my driving record, another cop pulled up beside us in the Chick 'Filet Parking lot to chit chat. Yes, that's right. The two cops sat there and talked for about 20 mintues as I waited in my car. Of course, I didn't say anything, because I didn't want to piss them off, but SERIOUSLY. I'm sure there was someone speeding on the highway right across from us that they could've written up instead. Ugh.

To make matters worse, on the way home from visiting a friends house who lives on a farm, I hit a dear on the highway. Technically, the person in front of me hit it, and i didn't have room to move over, so I just rehit it. There was smoke coming from the other person's car, so I pulled over and helped them out. Thankfully, my car is just fine. So far. I'm getting it looked at anyways, just in case. I need it inspected before I drive out west, so it's basically killing two birds with one stone. But really. Yesterday was NOT a good driving day.

6. I went out to dinner with my roommate from college last night and her identical twin sister, and we realized that while they had both been to my home countless times, I hadn't been to there's yet. So I drove 40 miles to the middle of nowhere to where they live: in this AWESOME farm house that's over 150 years old, on this picturesque farm with horses and cows. And they have a stray cat litter that had just had kittens, and they were SO CUTE.

It made me want to live on a farm. Except for it was really, really quiet, which is something I myself will have to get used to when I move to New Mexico.

BONES

2008-05-13T01:04:54Z

OH.MY.GOD.

*is still in shock*

Babylon

2008-04-15T22:50:43Z

Title: Babylon, Chapter One

Series: 1/?

Pairing/Characters: Cappie/Casey, Liam/O.C., Rusty, Evan.

Rating: PG-13 to be on the safe side.

Summary: (AU) Liam Cartwright has never really given much thought to the relationship between his mother and Cappie. Until now.

Note: Uh. Okay, so this is kind of a spin-off from Knocked Up, except not really. I just really wanted to write a fic where Casey is pregnant, and this is what my muse responded with. And, as another side note, I really do like Evan Chambers. Which is possibly why I made him such a douchebag.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Greek in anyway. The inspiration from the opening dialogue came from mad_martha’s fic Confessions. If you like really great Ron/Harry slashness, I suggest you head her way. And yes, I did receive her permission to go ahead with it.

“… Never in all my years as Headmaster, have I ever seen such complete disregard for the rules. Setting fire to the chemistry lab! You are fortunate no one was injured! I have already received calls from the school board demanding your expulsion!”

At the mention of expulsion, Liam Cartwright’s eyes shot up towards the Headmaster, whose face was flushed with rage. Liam had never seen the Headmaster so angry. Not even when he had set loose the dozens of frogs waiting to be dissected, causing the Academy to close for the rest of the day. No. This was much, much worse.

“However,” the Headmaster continued slowly, in an obvious attempt to calm himself, “Due to your father’s generous donations over the years to the Academy, I have managed to convince them that expulsion will not be necessary. We have agreed that you will be suspended for one week, and serve detention twice a week for the remainder of the school year. In addition, your…” the Headmaster stopped briefly, his eyes darting down towards the sheet of paper in front of him. He frowned. “Your.. well… Cappie, and I have decided that it will benefit you to give back to the school seem so intent on destroying. You will spend every Saturday morning at the Academy, helping the janitorial staff clean up your mess.”

“But…” Liam protested in spite of himself. “Football-”

“You have been suspended from the football team for the remainder of the season,” the Headmaster informed him. He paused, for the first time appearing somewhat sympathetic. “You are fifteen years old, Liam. You are no longer a boy. I fear that I have been letting you off the hook for far too long. This is your last chance, young man. Anymore infractions and I will be forced to leave you in the hands of the school board. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes sir,” Liam said softly.

The Headmaster gave him one last long, hard look. “You are dismissed.”

****

Liam shivered as he stepped out onto the cobblestone steps of the Academy entrance. The harsh Chicago wind made the autumn day seem a lot colder that it actually was, and Liam suddenly wished he had listened to his mother and grabbed the jacket she had placed out for him that morning.

He quietly followed Cappie to the car, not daring to utter a word. If the Headmaster was angry with him, it was nothing compared to how Cappie had looked at him when he entered the office. And Cappie had never been angry with him before.

Liam stole a glance as he climbed into the passenger seat. Cappie was looking firmly at the road, his jaw set. After it was clear that Cappie wasn’t planning on talking to him, Liam sank into the seat and turned his attention to the window.

It was true, he didn’t much care for authority. Or for the elitism that the Dorchester Academy thrived on. He really didn’t care that he was undoubtedly the bane of the Headmaster’s existence, or that the majority of the faculty at the Academy dreaded every moment he walked into their classroom. But the thing was, for all the intentional rule-breaking acts he had committed over the years, setting fire to the chemistry lab was not one of them.

And now Cappie was mad at him. Cappie, who had always understood him, who never once raised his voice with him, was looking at him in such a way that it made Liam want to travel back in time and start the day over again.

They had made it all the way to the apartment before Cappie said anything at all. Liam trailed behind him, hesitating in the doorway.

“Want some pie?” Cappie said, walking into the kitchen. He pulled open the refrigerator door, sticking his head inside. “I’m craving pie.”

Liam blinked, and watched, dumbfounded, as Cappie took out the leftover pumpkin pie from Thanksgiving. He grabbed two forks, handing one to Liam, and placed the pie on the island in the middle of the kitchen. Liam tentatively approached the pie, waiting a few moments to make sure it was safe to dig in.

“I know you didn’t mean to set the chemistry lab on fire,” Cappie told him after they had finished the last of the pie.

Liam looked up at him. “Yeah?”

“’Come on, Liam,” Cappie said. “Give me a little credit.”

“Then how come your mad at me?” Liam asked softly, poking at the pie crumbs.

Cappie sighed, putting down his fork. “I’m disappointed,” he said, and Liam felt the words cut through his stomach. Disappointed. It was a word he knew well.

“You remind me a lot of myself when I was your age,” Cappie told him with a wry grin. “Your mother’s afraid I’ve been a bad influence on you. I think she may be right.”

“My mom doesn’t know what she’s talking about,” Liam said quickly. “And, what’s so wrong with being like you?”

“Lots of things, according to your mother,” Cappie muttered.

“She’s going to be so pissed,” Liam said mournfully.

“Liam,” Cappie said, shaking his head. “When she’s done with you, you’ll never want to step a foot out of line again.”

Liam groaned. “Man, this sucks.”

****

An hour in a half later, Liam was awaiting his exaction, half-heartedly attempting to get a head start on his pre-calc homework. From the thin walls in the apartment, he could hear the television, and his mind kept drifting guiltily back to Cappie’s lecture.

“You have no idea how much your mother sacrifices for you.”

Those had been the last words Cappie said before banishing Liam to his bedroom, an act Liam knew was less out of punishment and more in an attempt to soften the inevitable battle between him and his mother when she finally got home from work.

Sometimes Liam wondered why Cappie bothered to stick around at all. They weren’t what anyone would consider to be the model American family, and Cappie… he wasn’t even blood-related. And yet for as long as Liam could remember, Cappie had been there.

He was his father’s old fraternity brother and best friend, and his mother’s… well, Liam had absolutely no idea what his mother and Cappie were to each other.

The door slammed shut, and Liam jumped. Hastily closing his textbook, he jumped up from the chair and pressed his ear against the keyhole of his door.

“He set the chemistry lab on fire?!” his mother exclaimed furiously. “Do you have any idea how many calls I have received from Evan’s secretary? The press is going to have a field day over this! God, what was he thinking?!”

Liam closed his eyes, banging his head against the door. God, he hated his father.

“’Case,” Cappie said quietly. “The press isn’t going to say anything,” he told her calmly. “I worked things out with the Headmaster. The school will not release any details concerning the fire. They’ve already been in touch with Evan’s campaign manager.”

“I cannot believe he has gotten himself suspended again,” his mother went on, undeterred. “I can’t take off work to watch him --”

“I can do it,” Cappie said, interrupting her. “It’s not a problem, ‘Case.”

“They expressed concern that you were involved in the matter,” his mother said, dropping her voice. “I don’t… I don’t know if that’s such a good idea, this time.”

“Of course they did,” Cappie said bitterly.

Liam frowned, confused.

There was silence for a moment, and Liam pressed his ear under the doorknob, struggling to hear. The television grew louder, and he let out a frustrated groan as the door to his mother’s bedroom closed shut, muffling their voices.

Liam stared at the door, his mind spinning, all thoughts of his impending punishment suddenly forgotten.

******

Writer's Block: Saturday Night

2008-04-06T02:17:15Z

How are your Saturday nights different now than they were five years ago?

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Five years ago, I was a sophomore in college. Which meant I was probably living the life as a college student, possibly at a party, or a recital/performance (music major=mandatory concert credits)/something fun that requires energy. Especially seeing as now I am too exhausted and poor to go out and party anymore, and my nights are reduced to dinner/coffee/movies out with friends.

I miss college. I would go back and do it again in a heartbeat.

Well, this post ended up being way more depressing than I anticipated.

liblyn52 @ 2008-04-05T22:00:00

2008-04-06T02:02:39Z

Title: Knocked Up

Author: liblyn52

Story Summary: Just when Casey was sure her life couldn’t get any more complicated.

Series: Standalone for now, possibly prologue to a longer story.

Spoilers: Season One

Ratings: PG-13

Pairing: None so far

Disclaimer: If I owned GREEK in any way, do you really think I’d be sitting here writing a disclaimer for a fanfic?

It was, quite possibly, the lowest moment of Casey’s entire life. Okay, so there was that time freshman year when she was so drunk that she decided jumping on a table and doing a strip-tease for everyone in Dobbler’s was a good idea… but this was different. This was so different.

“It’s wrong,” she said faintly, reading the results of the pregnancy test. She could not seem to stop her hand from shaking. “I’m just going to have to take another one.”

She looked up at Ashleigh, who was sitting on the bathroom sink counter. They were in the basement bathroom of the School of Information Sciences, the only Greek-free zone on campus. Ashleigh bit her lip. “That’s the last one.”

“It can’t be.” She walked over to the counter and began searching through the plastic bags, tossing the empty boxes aside. “We bought a dozen of them.”

“It’s the last one, Casey,” Ashleigh said gently.

Casey grabbed a plastic bag, wringing it in her hands. “Well, we’re just going to have to get some more.”

Ashleigh placed a hand on the bag, stilling her movements. “And what if they all show the same result?”

“Then they’re all wrong too,” Casey snapped, stepping away from her. “I can’t be pregnant. I can’t be.”

“Casey-”

“I don’t even have a boyfriend anymore!” Casey exclaimed, her voice rising. “Everything is already screwed up… I cannot be pregnant now. It has to be some sort of mistake!”

Ashleigh slid off the counter, reaching out to remove the plastic bag from Casey’s ironclad grip. “Okay. Your freaking out,” she said, tossing the bag into the garbage. She turned back to Casey, grabbing her arms. “Deep breaths, Casey.”

Casey focused on Ashleigh, willing their breathing patterns to match. When they were finally in sync, the two sank to the floor. “This is not the end of the world,” Ashleigh said, wrapping her arms around her friend. “You are strong enough to handle this.”

“I just don’t know if I can do this by myself…” Casey whispered, resting her head against Ashleigh’s shoulder.

Ashleigh squeezed her arms, lowering her head so that their foreheads touched. “You won’t have to.”

John Adams mini series

2008-04-05T04:29:45Z

Being completely exhausted today after work, I had no desire to go out drinking with my friends, or really to do anything but lay around on the couch and watch television. Which is what I did, and ended up being sucked into the John Adams mini series on HBO.

I happened to catch the first part of the series, although it was about a half hour in before I started watching. I was hooked within five minutes. What hooked me was my love for all things Laura Linnely, because I really usually have no interest in educational mini series. I mean, I teach all day... and when I'm watching television, I like to watch mindless crap like the Bachelor, Dancing wtih the Stars, American Idol, etc. But after watching this, and then catching the second part on a different HBO channel (yay for FIOS On Demand), I have decided that a) the American Revolution is possibly my favorite part of American History, and b)John Adams is becoming my favorite President ever.

I am borrowing the book from my dad, and am anxious to start reading it.

liblyn52 @ 2008-04-01T00:43:00

2008-04-01T04:46:11Z

The history behind the Cappie/Casey/Evan triangle, as I have it played out in my head.

Freshman year: Casey and Cappie date

Mid freshman year: Casey and Cappie break up

During all of this, Casey, Evan, and Cappie are good friends. Evan and Cappie are roommates.

Sophomore year: Evan and Cappie have chosen to be roommates for a second year. Casey and Evan get together. Cappie and Evan get into a huge fight, Cappie moves out.

Junior year: current year / triangle

Why things are so complicated: Casey, Evan, and Cappie were all good friends Freshman year. Cappie and Casey only dated six months, but things weren’t over with them when they broke up—at the time, Casey wanted Zeta Beta more than she wanted Cappie. They could've been in love-- they didn't have the chance to find out. After the break up, she and Evan grew closer as friends. Begin to date over the summer of freshman/sophomore year, unbeknownst to Cappie, who does not find out until the beginning of sophomore year. A huge fight breaks out, unforgivable words are said. Evan, who knows that Casey still isn’t over Cappie, tells Cappie he’ll never be good enough for Casey, that she has never and will never take him seriously. Cappie responds by saying he had Casey first, that she’s only with him because of what he can do for her. They get in a fist fight—Casey goes to Cappie first, leading to Evan’s insecurities, but comes back to Evan. Cappie moves out the next day. Cappie and Evan’s friendship is severed forever.

So many ideas for a fic running through my mind.....

Crazy Kids

2008-03-19T16:51:24Z

" I had to call the Emergency Poison Control Center last night because my kid ate his toothpaste. He still doesn't like to brush his teeth, apparently it tastes better if you eat it" -- mother/elementary teacher, whose kid ate half a tube of toothpaste.

"My mother told me that the Easter Bunny has a contract with Reese's"-- little kid in the hallway, talking about the Easter Bunny and candy.

Spirng break is here! Hooray!

American Idol

2008-03-11T04:05:19Z

Okay. So back when American Idol first started, I was a freshman in college. I was a music major, and I remember hanging around the common area watching the show on t.v. with all my other music major friends. I was completely addicted to the show up until Season 3, and then it got kind of old. I haven't been watching it regularly, but a couple of weeks ago I happened to tune in right before David Archuleta sang Imagine, which was seriously the best Idol performance I've heard (again, I haven't been watching regularly) since Aitken's Solitaire back in Season 2. This is a little late, but for all of those who haven't had the pleasure, here is the clip.

Testing, Testing, 1 2 3

2008-01-17T21:57:09Z

This is just a test.