Life Story of a Girl, Just a Regular Girl

I said once I got a handle on my life I'd start updating with the fic I've been writing. I'm still in full on flail-mode but this is overdue.

I wrote this for the CSI Secret Santa Challenge and seeing as I'll most likely be late with my CSI Smut-a-thon entry I offer this as appeasement.

My very first try at Yo!Bling ( is right under here )

In the "I may not know art but I know what I like..." Dept:

What was up with the cracktacular opening ceremonies for the Olympic Games? Very Felliniesque, well at least the first part was, the second part? From Futurism to the Future? Dude someone at the Italian Ministry for Concocting Olympic Games Opening Ceremonies is on the good shit, because according to them, in the future we'll be ruled by inside-out cockatoos who drive around on Mad Max motorcycles with circus strongmen. That shit is fucked up, yo.

I was watching with my sister and the best part was after I had expressed my disbelief at all this craziness was when she said, "Oh you haven't even seen the spiders yet..."

*boggles*

And a big YAY! to the Women's Hockey Team, You Go Girls! Keep on Kicking Ass and Taking Names! WOOOOOO! *Waves Canada Flag*

So I was telling Myr the other day...I got another package from the boys in the back room. Now they insisted that it was only a little Sara/Greg scenelet and that it would be fluffy and porny.

But when I opened it up...it wasn't that at all. Oh there was Sara and Greg in there but some angsty stuff and issues as well. Lying bastidges!

Anyway 7000 some odd words later, here's what I made out of the idea the boys sent up.

(P.S. I think some of those guys have a bit of a crush on Sara because this time she's driving...)

Set after The Shape Of Happiness but can be read as a stand alone.

Rated R for smut...maybe NC-17 if you're really prudish.

( This Thing We Have )