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I am not dead, though I wouldn't blame anyone for suspecting I was. ...Jesus, I never even posted to pimp the story someone wrote me for Yuletide, did I? I feel awful for neglecting that, even though the fandom's obscure enough that anybody reading this has probably never heard of it.

The story I got was Schutzengel, which is fic for the game Shadow of Destiny. The game's a very good, if kind of short, game about a guy who's fated to die during the day the game takes place, and he's been given the ability to travel back to a few specific points in time to try and work out what originally caused it to be his day to die and stop it from happening, all the while also keeping the deaths that keep trying to happen to him from succeeding so he'll, you know, still be alive to keep working on finding the underlying cause. It's a really story and character-focused game, there's no fighting or anything in it and the puzzles are all pretty easy to solve.

Then the story I wrote was this Captain Planet fic, which was the best received thing I've written for the challenge so far, which... I don't really understand, but okay!

As for where I've been, an RPG I've been in for most of the past year has been eating up all the time I spend on livejournal. And all the time I'd usually be writing fanfic. *facepalms*

But my life is so boring that you haven't really missed out hearing anything interesting. Biggest news lately is that next year I plan on going to my first Con, where I'll be meeting people I play with in that RPG, so because of that I'm planning on starting to get back in shape. Which I've actually been planning on for ages, and I know they don't care what I look like so it's silly to start for that, but this gives me a specific reason to do it. Before I was just kind of "I've really let myself get lazy about exercising and keeping track of what I eat these past couple years, and I could stand to lose about five pounds on top of needing to get back my lost muscle, but... well, it's not like I really have a real problem with the weight I am and I haven't gotten so out of shape that it's unhealthy" and end up letting my laziness get to me instead of getting off my ass and doing a few curls.

So, so far, having a concrete reason fixed in my mind to get up and work out instead of just "fitness is good" has really helped me actually do it. And also helped me actually get a glass of water or a cup of tea when I'm thirst instead of grabbing pop all the time, or have a serving of Grapenuts for breakfast instead of some fried eggs and a donut, or waiting until I'm actually hungry to eat instead of grabbing snacks all the time just to have something to do with my hands, which're all things that I'm always saying to myself 'do this you twit!' about, but always let yumminess win over health in the past.

On the downside, eeee, you never really realize just how out of shape you've gotten until you try doing exercises you used to be able to do easily for quite a while and find that... well, not nearly so easy or so long anymore. But it's a tiny bit easier every time, and once I've gotten accustomed to how much I'm doing now I'll start doing a little more until I'm eventually back to where I used to be. And that'll be a good day.

Oh, and on the fic writing side, I'm thinking of trying to do the [livejournal.com profile] fic_on_demand Fic a Day through June thing. There've been close to a thousand requests made since the community started, so one would hope I'd find thirty out of all of them that interested me enough to write them, and the minimum story length is only fifty words which I'd easily be able to match no matter how rusty I was, so it seems like it would be a good way to ease myself back into fic writing. I just spent almost a thousand words babbling on about almost nothing, so fifty a day should be cake!
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