The Ramblings of an Accountant

I've just found this. It just proves how insane I am at times. ('tis unfinished, for obvious reasons.)

*g*

It was rare that they were both on the same page, but here they were and Credit couldn't stop drooling. Debit was wild and wanton and *expensive*, though Credit held all the cash. And there it was, that oil that smoothed the path of romance. Credit gave and gave, Debit took and took, her figure well-rounded and smooth, tantalising Credit with each glimpse of comma....

Of course, Credit's friends weren't too happy. Even Equity, who was normally so reserved, tried to persuade her from her infatuation, told her she had sold out. But Credit wouldn't listen. Even if it ruined her, she couldn't help but submit to those extreme processes that Debit seemed to effortlessly control. The suspense of being held to account for every transaction, no matter how minor, excited her almost beyond anything she could take. Her cost centres seemed to be in permanent meltdown, her fixed assets quivering, her need felt tangible, taking stock in the situation impossible in the face of such utter temptation.

I'm massively tempted to start trawling the 'net and posting up the following on various creative forums. Just to see if I can freak them out.

Mind you, I suspect that I'll not manage it.

( Ghost in the Machine )

Haven't posted a fic for a while, so I thought I would post this here. Another fan-fic, which I'd posted on fanfiction.net a while ago.

TITLE: No Cake
AUTHOR: Andromeda
SUMMARY: Grissom goes.
SPOILERS: Ellie explicitly, set after Season 5.
RATING: PG-13. Nothing explicit, but potentially disturbing material. A bit like the show really.
EMAIL: m31andy@livejournal.com
AUTHOR'S NOTES: WARNING - Character Death (because everyone has to write one, eh?)
DISCLAIMER: CSI is owned by CBS and the good folks at Alliance-Atlantis. No copyright infringement is intended, and no money is being made.

( No Cake )

If anyone can tell me where I read the quote

"Losing a friend or relative was like losing a small piece of yourself, but losing a parent was like losing your centre. A blow that shakes your world."

can you let me know so I can credit it. I'm 90% sure it was Lois, but I can't find it any where. (Plus I would like to quote it properly, and I'm almost sure it's wrong!)

Hmm, not posting much. Mind you, there's not much to tell. Still obsessed, still avoiding work, still tired. Sigh.

So, story time. Hmm.

( Summer )