another hectic day in annieland
Y'know, it'd be much easier to stick to this "post more" resolution if I actually could SIT STILL long enough to write a post.
More running today. The brother had his graduation rehearsal today, and then he had to get his hair cut, and I was actually at work for maybe an hour today. Maybe. Which was fine by me, because they were cutting steel next door. Yes, that's right. Cutting steel, complete with sparks. The sparks were actually pretty cool, but the noise? Less than awesome.
However, what IS awesome is that I picked up a copy of Anderson Cooper's book today! YAY! And I also picked up the audiobook, because who DOESN'T need six hours of Anderson Cooper reading aloud? Mmmmm, Andy. Also, I should mention that I've read about twenty pages of it, and it's already made me cry three different times. Anderson's a hell of a writer. Plus? There are pictures in the book, including a color photograph of a seventeen-year-old Anderson in Africa, and holy fucking God was he gorgeous. He's more gorgeous today, of course, but he was all tousled and scruffy and brown-haired and I have about fifty different sexual fantasies about that picture. NNNNGH.
Speaking of sexual fantasies, I came home from work last night and fell asleep at 6:00, and didn't wake up until this morning. Want to know why? Because I had sex with David Tennant FOUR TIMES in my dreams last night. FOUR TIMES. Yes, I know this means I really need to get laid, but who cares? I got to have dreamsex with Tennant and it was fantastic. Best sex dream ever. EVER.
Today's also the start of the 2006 hurricane season, so if you live in an area vulnerable to hurricanes, GO OUT AND BUY SUPPLIES NOW. I actually did my emergency shopping over the weekend, because it's such a pain in the ass to try and find bottled water and batteries when your city's in the Cone of Uncertainty. Speaking of the dreaded CoU, Dr. William Grey's forecast came out yesterday, and according to his report, the conditions are ripe this year for East Coast storms. I am saying it now: I would seriously bet my own ass that I'll end up having to evacuate this year. I have a feeling in my gut. It's there, and it wasn't there last year, but it's there now. We may not get hit, but I'd bet good money on spending a couple of days in a hotel this year. For serious.
Now I'm going to take a nap and actually set an alarm so I don't sleep all night, because Anderson's going to be on Larry King tonight, and the only way I can tolerate the horrific, zombie-esque visage of Larry King is if Andy's there to soften the blow. Or Jon Stewart, because Jon is always hilarious on Larry King. I do not know why.
More running today. The brother had his graduation rehearsal today, and then he had to get his hair cut, and I was actually at work for maybe an hour today. Maybe. Which was fine by me, because they were cutting steel next door. Yes, that's right. Cutting steel, complete with sparks. The sparks were actually pretty cool, but the noise? Less than awesome.
However, what IS awesome is that I picked up a copy of Anderson Cooper's book today! YAY! And I also picked up the audiobook, because who DOESN'T need six hours of Anderson Cooper reading aloud? Mmmmm, Andy. Also, I should mention that I've read about twenty pages of it, and it's already made me cry three different times. Anderson's a hell of a writer. Plus? There are pictures in the book, including a color photograph of a seventeen-year-old Anderson in Africa, and holy fucking God was he gorgeous. He's more gorgeous today, of course, but he was all tousled and scruffy and brown-haired and I have about fifty different sexual fantasies about that picture. NNNNGH.
Speaking of sexual fantasies, I came home from work last night and fell asleep at 6:00, and didn't wake up until this morning. Want to know why? Because I had sex with David Tennant FOUR TIMES in my dreams last night. FOUR TIMES. Yes, I know this means I really need to get laid, but who cares? I got to have dreamsex with Tennant and it was fantastic. Best sex dream ever. EVER.
Today's also the start of the 2006 hurricane season, so if you live in an area vulnerable to hurricanes, GO OUT AND BUY SUPPLIES NOW. I actually did my emergency shopping over the weekend, because it's such a pain in the ass to try and find bottled water and batteries when your city's in the Cone of Uncertainty. Speaking of the dreaded CoU, Dr. William Grey's forecast came out yesterday, and according to his report, the conditions are ripe this year for East Coast storms. I am saying it now: I would seriously bet my own ass that I'll end up having to evacuate this year. I have a feeling in my gut. It's there, and it wasn't there last year, but it's there now. We may not get hit, but I'd bet good money on spending a couple of days in a hotel this year. For serious.
Now I'm going to take a nap and actually set an alarm so I don't sleep all night, because Anderson's going to be on Larry King tonight, and the only way I can tolerate the horrific, zombie-esque visage of Larry King is if Andy's there to soften the blow. Or Jon Stewart, because Jon is always hilarious on Larry King. I do not know why.