Scenes from my life
So I've been sucked back into yet another edit of the dreaded thesis proposal. No time to waste with things like LJ, apparently. And so, briefly, some scenes from my life:
My family are cleaning out the freezer. This involves moving all the food from the back freezer across the house and up to the kitchen where it will be sorted. We try to do this in assembly line fashion, and a space of less than ten minutes.
Mother: Cheese!
Sister: Cheese! *throws cheese aggressively down the hall towards me*
bree_black : *gets hit in the face with frozen cheese*
gwendolynd : *is inexplicably doing the robot around the corner*
My boyfriend is sending me picture texts of his life without me back home. Consecutively I receive images of five eaten clean cobs (formerly full of corn) and one of a black Chevy Impala. I feel this expresses my life in its totality somehow.
My sister is continuing her transformation into a robot.
Sister: *walks around the corner in the early morning, staggering slightly, as if dizzy*
bree_black : Whoa, are you okay?
Sister: *rubs eyes* Yeah, my screen just went blank for a second there.
bree_black : -_-
My mother is watching Supernatural for the first time.
Mother, midway through the pilot: So do they ever find their Dad?
bree_black : Uh, spoiler?
Mother, at the end of the pilot: Wow, they got rid of the women quick.
bree_black : Setting the tone.
Sister: So who do you think is better looking?
Mother: It's hard to say. They're both so pretty. Who do you guys think -
bree_black , interrupting: Dean!
Sister, less than a second later: Dean!
gwendolynd : *laughs*
bree_black : *looks at her*
gwendolynd : Oh, Dean. I just thought it was funny how fast we answered.
bree_black , guiltily: Look at Sam's pretty bangs!
I am trying to write my deancasbigbang fic.
bree_black : I am over 6,000 words! And there is actually PLOT. I did have to cut out one plotline though, for length.
Sister: What'd you cut?
bree_black : The Wincest.
Sister: *gasp* Oh god.
Sister: *is reading first section of my bb fic* HAHAHA.
bree_black , slightly offended: What?
Sister: You wrote "the walls smelled like fresh pain." Best typo ever.
My sister walked into the room while gwendolynd was helping me figure out the technicalities of a fight scene I'm trying to write:
bree_black , on her hands and knees on the ground: Okay, so I'm on top of her and she's struggling, and the blood is dripping where?! On her sweater?
I hope everyone is doing well and is not as stressed as I, about either school, life or the deancasbigbang .
My family are cleaning out the freezer. This involves moving all the food from the back freezer across the house and up to the kitchen where it will be sorted. We try to do this in assembly line fashion, and a space of less than ten minutes.
Mother: Cheese!
Sister: Cheese! *throws cheese aggressively down the hall towards me*
bree_black : *gets hit in the face with frozen cheese*
gwendolynd : *is inexplicably doing the robot around the corner*
My boyfriend is sending me picture texts of his life without me back home. Consecutively I receive images of five eaten clean cobs (formerly full of corn) and one of a black Chevy Impala. I feel this expresses my life in its totality somehow.
My sister is continuing her transformation into a robot.
Sister: *walks around the corner in the early morning, staggering slightly, as if dizzy*
bree_black : Whoa, are you okay?
Sister: *rubs eyes* Yeah, my screen just went blank for a second there.
bree_black : -_-
My mother is watching Supernatural for the first time.
Mother, midway through the pilot: So do they ever find their Dad?
bree_black : Uh, spoiler?
Mother, at the end of the pilot: Wow, they got rid of the women quick.
bree_black : Setting the tone.
Sister: So who do you think is better looking?
Mother: It's hard to say. They're both so pretty. Who do you guys think -
bree_black , interrupting: Dean!
Sister, less than a second later: Dean!
gwendolynd : *laughs*
bree_black : *looks at her*
gwendolynd : Oh, Dean. I just thought it was funny how fast we answered.
bree_black , guiltily: Look at Sam's pretty bangs!
I am trying to write my deancasbigbang fic.
bree_black : I am over 6,000 words! And there is actually PLOT. I did have to cut out one plotline though, for length.
Sister: What'd you cut?
bree_black : The Wincest.
Sister: *gasp* Oh god.
Sister: *is reading first section of my bb fic* HAHAHA.
bree_black , slightly offended: What?
Sister: You wrote "the walls smelled like fresh pain." Best typo ever.
My sister walked into the room while gwendolynd was helping me figure out the technicalities of a fight scene I'm trying to write:
bree_black , on her hands and knees on the ground: Okay, so I'm on top of her and she's struggling, and the blood is dripping where?! On her sweater?
I hope everyone is doing well and is not as stressed as I, about either school, life or the deancasbigbang .