I have mentioned this in a few places, but not actually on my journal yet, SO! moonlingmaid and I are going to London (and Edinburgh) on Friday. (Or possibly Saturday. Depending on flight loads. My mom works for the airline, we got cheap tickets, it's complicated.) And we're going to be there for two weeks. I am, of course, ridiculously excitedThings we are ( Read more... )

I was going to do a post squeeing about yesterday's Doctor Who, but then I realized that I basically got all my squee out with moonlingmaid and queelez yesterday when they came over to watch the episode with me (Graham & I definitely were dressed up as Eleven & River, it was pretty sweet). So I shall summarize: IT WAS AWESOME. And very Moffat-y. The end ( Read more... )

So, as has been previously documented, I recently moved. And I now have a roommate ( Read more... )

Alternate titles of this post include:

• How Podfic Kept Me Sane
• Why Bess Should Never Be Allowed to Manage Her Own Packing
• Dear Future Self: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, NEXT TIME YOU ARE MOVING AND THINK "OH, I CAN PACK LATER", READ THIS POST!!! ...no, self, I am SERIOUS. *glares*
• Really, it's all moonlingmaid's fault.

( Bess fails at packing. )

So, when my family moved out of the house I grew up in after my parents' divorce, I ran out of time to go through all the stuff in my bedroom, and it all ended up getting thrown in boxes (without any organization or looking at), which got stuck in the back of my kitchen in my current apartment ( Read more... )

When your last journal entry was made almost exactly 13 months ago, and you barely have to scroll down on the front page of your journal to find an entry with the subject "OBAMA WINS!!!", you KNOW it's time for an update. XD

So, in the last thirteen months, I have:

• really, truly learned to live on my own in the "real world"--working, checkbook ( Read more... )

I would give you all the blow-by-blow, but I'm too worn out to even do that. Basically, it involved:

• falling down in the middle of a busy street (downtown), ripping the knee of my favorite pair of leggings and breaking one of my favorite bracelets
  
• getting so nauseous from the fall that I vomited on a city bus (I have really, really low blood ( Read more... )

Seriously. First, I get on the 63, and all the way down Grand towards downtown, a creeper sits across from me staring at my breasts. Not exactly an unusual occurrence, but still. It's not exactly pleasant. Then, when I get off at Minnesota and head down to the 6th St stop where I pick up the 50, ANOTHER creeper comes and starts staring down my ( Read more... )

Guys, I may have just done something kind of epically stupid ( Read more... )

Wow. I had (sort of) forgotten how truly bad FF.N is, especially in the HP area. I mean....well. And then I just saw this, and really, I mean...REALLY?! I just couldn't *not* share XD

( It doesn't get much worse than this. )