eyes closed, head first, can't lose

Right wait what

I'm rewatching season 4 and just got mindblanked by Neal getting out of the pool.

Jeff Eastin isn't a perfect man, but DAMN does he have good taste in casting/making-naked male leads.

RIGHT OKAY BRAIN YES

Anyone up for being a second beta on a 25k teenage Clint/Coulson fic? I need spelling/grammar, but also plot/character development and flow feedback.

My back's doing better--the pain's more centralized and the leg pain is almost completely gone, both of which are good signs. I'm just grumpy about having to get back to work. :(

*grumps*

Aaaaand now back to your regularly scheduled programing! (Which is me hitting the 30 second rewind button on Netflix. The shower fades to fog, I click the magic button, and Neal goes back in the pool, over and over and over again...)

Thank you, Minnesota Care insurance, for kicking in today. Because the nerve pain in my leg kicked in yesterday worse than it has since I slipped a disc in college. I'M GOING TO THE DOCTOR TOMORROW, BITCHES! (I'm guessing x-rays/MRIs will be involved again. IDK if those are covered as well as the doctor's visit. But chiro should be covered up to 24 visits, so YAY!)

I know the national health care plan's been having major fuck-ups, but Minnesota has some amazing programs, and even though everything hurts right now, I'm just pathetically grateful that I'm going to be able to afford help for it.

In the meantime: If you have written, read, or WANT to write fics about characters recovering from back pain/injuries and being pampered, plz put them in my comments. I need to read about Coulson recovering from his wound or Eliot getting bandaids on giant bruises or Neal getting taken care of after a traumatising mission or anything Teen Wolf, because they get hurt ALL THE TIME. (I also wouldn't say no to Derek's Kate-Argent-related emotional!whump. Not that I have a kink for that or anything. JUST SAYIN'.)

I'm going to keep drinking cocktails with roommate and watching "Mulan." The head trainer guy is super cranky, always shirtless, has angry eyebrows, and is trying to train a group of helpless misfits. TEEN WOLF AU WITH STILES SNEAKING INTO WEREWOLF TRAINING CAMP RUN BY DEREK HALE Y/Y?

So I've been full-on depressed for months, but yesterday I had ENERGY so I cleaned my room (HAHA I cleaned abt 35% of it, b/c it's a creepy hoarder's nest) and hung stuff up, including better curtains, which are red, and across the room from the windows I tacked up a pretty dark knotworky tapestry I got for Christmas.

Morning sunlight makes my room look like a blood-tinged BDSM boudoir. Especially since earlier in this post the iPhone corrected my terrible spelling as "and hung stud up" which, I wish.

\o/