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So this guy called me on Wednesday (an old college friend of sorts). Somehow he knew I'm unemployed and at first I was super excited and thought he was offering me a job (last I heard, he was doing AWESOME career-wise), but no, he just wanted me to do some minor work over the weekend, the thing being due on Monday. Problem? He seemed to think I know Java.
The conversation went vaguely like this:
Guy: Hey, you know Java, right?
Me: Um.
Guy: Yeah, yeah you do. Because I need something. Just a little thing, but it should be done by Monday?
Me: . . . Er, this Monday? Or the one in three weeks?
Guy: This Monday. Come on, you know this stuff. I remember you did that thing back at college and it was awesome.
Me: Right. That was . . . what? Five years ago?
Guy: But programming is just like riding a bike, right?
Me: Ha ha. Right. Ha ha.
Guy: Seriously, I really need this.
Me: Uh-oh. Look, I just don't think . . .
Guy: I'll pay you [this much].
Me: $_$ You know what? It's all coming back to me now.
*facepalm* What possessed me? I'm not a programmer! I know shit!
FORTUNATELY! What he wanted wasn't really all that complicated and it was over in a day. After I spent three days (with little sleep and no food) trying to re-learn that stupid coding stuff. Between you and me? My code is crap and he gave me way too much money. But it works and well, um, he doesn't know it's crap. :D So.
I'M GOING SHOPPING NOW!
Seriously, this could have backfired. How mean was this? He needed this and I said I'll do it because MONEEEEEEEEEY. I could have fucked him up so bad.
The conversation went vaguely like this:
Guy: Hey, you know Java, right?
Me: Um.
Guy: Yeah, yeah you do. Because I need something. Just a little thing, but it should be done by Monday?
Me: . . . Er, this Monday? Or the one in three weeks?
Guy: This Monday. Come on, you know this stuff. I remember you did that thing back at college and it was awesome.
Me: Right. That was . . . what? Five years ago?
Guy: But programming is just like riding a bike, right?
Me: Ha ha. Right. Ha ha.
Guy: Seriously, I really need this.
Me: Uh-oh. Look, I just don't think . . .
Guy: I'll pay you [this much].
Me: $_$ You know what? It's all coming back to me now.
*facepalm* What possessed me? I'm not a programmer! I know shit!
FORTUNATELY! What he wanted wasn't really all that complicated and it was over in a day. After I spent three days (with little sleep and no food) trying to re-learn that stupid coding stuff. Between you and me? My code is crap and he gave me way too much money. But it works and well, um, he doesn't know it's crap. :D So.
I'M GOING SHOPPING NOW!
Seriously, this could have backfired. How mean was this? He needed this and I said I'll do it because MONEEEEEEEEEY. I could have fucked him up so bad.
And after that exciting tale, I has recs:
The sequel to Fuck the Opera is full of hotness.
Title: The Second Half is Always the Shortest
Author:aki_hoshi
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: 3100
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Draco convinces Harry to finally go to the opera.
And the companion piece to Alchemy is hauntingly beautiful.
Title: Traitor
Author:
Rating: R
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: ~1000
Summary: Draco Malfoy is a traitor.
Heh. This piece of awesome will amuse you if you like Parselsmut, and especially if you don't.
Title: Parselsmut Interruptus
Author:
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: ~1500
Summary: But somewhere along the way annoyance had turned into something else and a careful dance had begun, one that had taken forever, but had finally ended up here, in Draco's flat, with Harry Potter spread out in all his glory on Draco's bed.
And this is an older fic I found on one of those fic searches. It's HOT.
Title: Did I Wake You?
Author:
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: ~1500
Summary: A little birthday rimming. :D
And then I stalked the author and stumbled on this, which smells like an old classic, but I haven't seen it before. *hugs ficlet* It's SO adorable! I love, love, love it.
Title: Obsession
Author:
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: ~4500
Summary: Detention!fic.
And a note about my WiP: There's one more chapter of this UST business, but then things will pick up *nods* and I think you'll be able to see where this is going, and my summary and title will finally make more sense. I totally have a plot. Yes, I do.
Wait. Did I say plot? I meant sex.