God, I'm sleepy. I could totally curl up under my desk and nap. But no, I'm sure there are stupid people who will be calling me soon about forms and sick kids and all that. (Just my luck to end up with a pediatrician who works regular Saturday hours.) *grin*
I'm sore as hell this morning, but I'm going to try to ignore it, and get shit done. I hate this time of year. Between the wildly fluctuating weather that really pisses my migraines and bones off, and the camp forms that come flooding in, I spend a lot of time cursing humanity. Especially when people start off conversations with the phrase "I know I should have done this before now, but-" Oh, for fuck's sake. Just start out with "Hey, T, I'm a fucktard, and I need these forms by tomorrow." We'll both be happier. Okay, I will. And, honestly, sinced you're the fucktard, I'm the one who counts. *nod*
Aside from that, all things are quiet on here in Baltimore. I'm quietly counting down to our next mini-vacation, which is in two weeks, when we head to Silver Spring for
con_txt. I've agreed to co-mod a panel on the Personal Politics of Slash, so y'all can come mock me if you're gonna be there.
Mostly, I'm looking forward to another three whole days with my wife. Whether or not we get to many panels, or if we just spend it passed out in the room, doesn't matter. I'll still be awesome. Plus, hopefully, we'll has a
mona1347 for some quality extra fangirl time!
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I hate my body. Had I mentioned that? I'd like to trade it in for a new model. One with perky tits would be nice. I like perky tits. Then, I could wear the old 80's staple cut off t-shirt so you can see the underside. I like those. To an unhealthy degree, possibly.
Wow, I'm random today.
We finally finished the first Jak and Daxter video game. It was pretty fun, though no Ratchet and Clank. I love Ratchet and Clank. I almost want to look for fic, but it would just make me twitch.
I think I want Ruby Tuesdays for lunch. *ponders* Yeah, that would work. Or Chillis. *ponders some more* Maybe we could see Iron Man again this weekend. That would be fun. I never "got" Sex and the City, so the thought of a two hour movie makes me want to claw my skin off. Same reason I stopped watching the L Word. I hated pretty much all the self absorbed bitchy characters, and they bore about as much resemblance to me as I do to Heidi Klum.
Sadly, in a lot of ways, the Winchesters bear a solid resemblance to me. Sarcastic, caring, family-oriented, solid, middle-class upbringing. I mean, the demon hunting, bow-legged, gigantor part, not so much. Though, I do love shooting guns. I haven't been to the range in a while because of the shoulder issues, but I'm a damned good shot when I do. Also, I would back my mother over John Winchester any day. *Grin* She's mean.
*sigh* I don't wanna do work. I wanna play boomshine til my brains give out, and watch the puppy feed. Awww...nursing puppies.
*sigh*
I'm sore as hell this morning, but I'm going to try to ignore it, and get shit done. I hate this time of year. Between the wildly fluctuating weather that really pisses my migraines and bones off, and the camp forms that come flooding in, I spend a lot of time cursing humanity. Especially when people start off conversations with the phrase "I know I should have done this before now, but-" Oh, for fuck's sake. Just start out with "Hey, T, I'm a fucktard, and I need these forms by tomorrow." We'll both be happier. Okay, I will. And, honestly, sinced you're the fucktard, I'm the one who counts. *nod*
Aside from that, all things are quiet on here in Baltimore. I'm quietly counting down to our next mini-vacation, which is in two weeks, when we head to Silver Spring for
Mostly, I'm looking forward to another three whole days with my wife. Whether or not we get to many panels, or if we just spend it passed out in the room, doesn't matter. I'll still be awesome. Plus, hopefully, we'll has a
Note, if you haven't signed up for Con.txt, today is it! Last day to register!! Come visit with your fellow slashers!
I hate my body. Had I mentioned that? I'd like to trade it in for a new model. One with perky tits would be nice. I like perky tits. Then, I could wear the old 80's staple cut off t-shirt so you can see the underside. I like those. To an unhealthy degree, possibly.
Wow, I'm random today.
We finally finished the first Jak and Daxter video game. It was pretty fun, though no Ratchet and Clank. I love Ratchet and Clank. I almost want to look for fic, but it would just make me twitch.
I think I want Ruby Tuesdays for lunch. *ponders* Yeah, that would work. Or Chillis. *ponders some more* Maybe we could see Iron Man again this weekend. That would be fun. I never "got" Sex and the City, so the thought of a two hour movie makes me want to claw my skin off. Same reason I stopped watching the L Word. I hated pretty much all the self absorbed bitchy characters, and they bore about as much resemblance to me as I do to Heidi Klum.
Sadly, in a lot of ways, the Winchesters bear a solid resemblance to me. Sarcastic, caring, family-oriented, solid, middle-class upbringing. I mean, the demon hunting, bow-legged, gigantor part, not so much. Though, I do love shooting guns. I haven't been to the range in a while because of the shoulder issues, but I'm a damned good shot when I do. Also, I would back my mother over John Winchester any day. *Grin* She's mean.
*sigh* I don't wanna do work. I wanna play boomshine til my brains give out, and watch the puppy feed. Awww...nursing puppies.
*sigh*
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Date: 2008-05-31 01:47 pm (UTC)And I feel a kinship to the Winchesters as well, especially Dean with his gotta protect the younger sib, smartass, tough guy but kinda squishy on the insides deal. However I'm not much for the sleeping around or making deals with demons. *g*
I'm a little jealous of your lunch options. I'll either be scarfing down a pb&j sandwich between rehearsals (again. God I'm sick of sandwiches.) Or making a quick run to Subway where I'll get a sandwich... but a heartier sandwich then what I can throw together in my sad little kitchen. Apparently someone needs to go to the store and get some FOOD.
I wanna watch puppies too now! Oh and I'm very excited about the newest chapter of your story. I can't read it now because there's no freakin' TIME, but it's definitely going to be the first thing I do when I get home at 10pm tonight. *g* Yay for more stories!
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Date: 2008-05-31 01:53 pm (UTC)The puppies can be found there. Sssh. Is sleepin now. *grin*
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Date: 2008-05-31 11:22 pm (UTC)I do, however, preface my request with some form of "I have totally screwed up and done this to myself. I am going to ask you if there is anything you can do, but I have no sense of entitlement that I'm going to get it."
Perhaps, I should get less wordy and go with "Okay, I'm a fuck up. I know that. I won't be angry if the answer is no, because, I repeat, I am a fuck up."
It might bring a moment of humor to their days.
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Date: 2008-06-03 01:31 am (UTC)I kept telling my sister about all your AU's and I said I hoped you would do one for Iron man... JDM with his assistant Jensen. (shameless beg) I'm afraid that by the weekend I'll be Jonesing to see it again.