I feel really bad for all the Flanvention people. I believe Kristen went too. Having gone to FanFest and it rocking like fuck, I can't imagine having it cancelled like the day I'm supposed to show up. Just the sheer audacity. Sounds like Adam Baldwin and the SoCal Browncoats are gonna do something decent to help sort of make up for it.
Work blew chunks, supposedly we're supposed to be visited by our Area whatever she is, basically Scott's boss's boss. And she of course, no showed. After Kevin calls and bitches me out. I HATE that guy.
MySpace is so ghetto.
I'm about to head off to bed to sleep in. I have had my slice of pumpkin bread for the evening, Oscar burned me Pirates of the Caribbean 2, and I have nothing to do tomorrow, that I don't want to do.
I might lend out some space in The Loft and let Kelly keep some of her things here while she tries to find an apartment. And other than doing my nails and watching a lot of movies I have nothing to do. Hee!
Also. PAYDAY! And it's Friday! Hee! Seriously I'll probably wake up at like 8. Or when the roommate leaves.
I am going to buy Christmas cards. And stamps. I can't forget.
I think I'm going to get to bed and write fic. I have a story going. I am no where near as close to finishing my
100_situations fic like I had hoped. Fucking family and life and an absent muse.
BED!!