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beansideGod, 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![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mona1347 for some quality extra fangirl time!
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*
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!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*
