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State of the Union to Fashion Week

Time to play a bit of catch up (again):

This past weekend, Rebecca and Leslie were in town. My roommate and I met up with them at the Archives and headed over to Hill Country to try out this little bit of Texas that everyone here keeps talking about. For the record, it was totally worth it. I had barbecue chicken, mac n cheese, cornbread, and a soda for lunch...and then there was dessert. Hill Country is the only place north/east where you can get Blue Bell, so obviously that was needed. By the end of lunch, we were all stuffed and headed off to an afternoon at the Natural History Museum. We ended the night sitting around and talking in Union Station before Leslie caught her train home. It was kind of a perfect DC Saturday. 

Oh and back tracking a bit more, have I mentioned how strange/awesome it was to be watching the State of the Union from a few blocks from where it was all taking place? I'll avoid talking politics, but the experience in general was surreal. (Also, Comcast sucks.)

The other big thing this weekend was that I finally bought my tickets for NYC...so that's a thing that is happening. I will be sleeping on the floor of Jeffrey and Jeremy West, hanging out with Megan, and documenting Fashion Week for Polished. I am so stoked for my first MBFW/SBFW, and so stoked to be covering them for Polished. Also, I mean, it's NEW YORK CITY.

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Super Ginger

This fic features: GingerBookNerd

Written by: Hanz Dingle

It was a little after 8am in the morning and Jeffrey was slowly being pulled from his dreams by the sweet sound of Taylor Swift’s voice. “No, Taylor. I’m not ready to wake up. Go make me some breakfast.” He mumbled half asleep. But Taylor didn’t respond because she wasn’t really there. She was singing her new platinum ground-breaking, award-winning single of the week from inside his alarm clock on the night stand. He sighed audibly knowing he wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep. Sitting up and stretching his unnaturally long and well-muscled limbs, he smiled. “Just another day being Superman.” He thought. The alarm clock was shut off by the gentle press of his finger on the “alarm off” button. Out of bed he climbed and went to over to the closet to get out his suit. He slipped on the infamous skin tight blue outfit and pulled up his bright red speedo to make sure everyone noticed his magnificent eyes. The cape came last. It was the cherry on top of the ice cream. The icing on the cake. The crème de la crème The pièce de résistance. You get it. With unearthly speed, Jeffrey arrived in the kitchen sliding to a halt just before the stove. He flipped on the gas burner and lit it up with his heat vision. While the eggs were scrambling, he decided to fly around the world a few times. After a few minutes, he came back home and turned off the stove. As he was reaching for the skillet, he burned his hand on the still hot element, but it didn’t faze him one bit because he was motherfucking Superman. It healed instantly. Then Jeffrey removed the eggs from the pan and cooled them down using his freeze breathe. Now that his belly was full, Jeffrey was ready to take on the evil of Metropolis. But not before he brushed his teeth. When he was feeling fresh, he took the stairs to the roof of his apartment building and jumped off the edge. As his cape flapped in the wind he felt very good for about two seconds before he fell to his death. Jeffrey wasn’t really Superman. He was delusional.

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Hotel Lobby Anticipation

Starring: GingerBookNerd and LittleBookOwl Written By: Blue Canary 

Walking into the hotel lobby he looked around. He was rather tall and was able to look out across the marble plaza and clearly see the people standing around. A young couple was standing by the front desk arguing about a room they had reserved; an elderly man was sitting by the large ornate fountain reading something. He walked further in and took a left near a grand pillar. He entered a large sitting room arranged with several lumpy couches for people to lounge on.

And that’s when he saw her.

He had been dreading with fear and awaiting with desire for this. Here he was at VidCon2013; the convention that would finally let him meet all of the friends he had made through Booktube.. and the girl who had been in his heart since the moment he had hit the Subscribe button.

He walked over to her and tapped her on the shoulder and stepped back. She sat alone on the couch reading a book; she looked up at him with a start. Her shock receded quickly though and was replaced with a huge smile. “Jeffrey,” she whispered. She walked the steps towards him. “You’re so tall and your hair is so fantastic.”  She reached up on her tiptoes and stroked through his red hair.

They stared at each other for a moment. “Hi, Cat.” They smiled for a second longer and then, embracing, they gravitated towards each other until their lips met.

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Jesse and the Cookie

Starring: JessetheReader with Guest Star GingerBookNerd

Written by: Blue Canary 

One cookie. It stood alone at the bottom of the jar. All the others had come and gone. They had been poured into the cookie jar when they were brought home from the bakery… but they had been slowly risen away; put into the hand and then mouth of a hungry person looking for something sweet.

This particular cookie was different though, because it was the last one. When JesseTheReader reached into the jar he felt around and realized it was the last. He pulled it out of the cookie jar but couldn’t instantly just shove it into his mouth. He was deeper than that. He understood the gravity of his position. The last cookie. Should he eat it slowly? Should he deliver it to someone else; give the last sugar filled bite to a person he felt deserved it? Should he just leave it, abandon it and choose another snack? He walked into his room, put the cookie on his nightstand, and sat down on his bed.

He sat there for a moment just considering his conundrum. Deciding that he should go to bed soon, he started to change. He slipped out of his jeans and walked over to his dresser. Not finding any pyjamas he simply took off his button down shirt, put on a Mumford and Sons tshirt and walked over to his bed in his boxers. Deciding that he couldn’t make up his mind about the cookie, he picked up the book he was currently reading. He tried to enthrall himself in his book but he couldn’t keep his eyes on the page: they were drawn to the cookie sitting on his table.

He put his book down. He needed to figure this out before he could do anything else. Thinking for a few minutes he picked up his phone. “Hey, Jeffrey?” GingerBookNerd answered the phone with a grumble; it was 3 in the morning where he was. Jesse explained the situation. “I don’t know what to do.”

“Look, man, it’s simple. You feel bad about this because you know you want to share it. You are kind and goodhearted… you’re scared to take this for yourself.  But dude, this is your decision. Either eat it or share it. I have to sleep.” He hung up, leaving Jesse at a more existential crossroads than before.

He stood up. He took the cookie in his hand and walked out of the room and down the hall. In the living room sat his mum crocheting. He walked over and stood in front of her. He snapped the cookie in half, handed one to his mum and put the other half in his mouth. He walked back to his bedroom, lay in his bed, picked up his book and read happily. 

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