In which Seanan is greedy.

Sep 07, 2005 08:36

I want five minutes in which to sit and think very quietly, and have nothing explode or catch fire or demand my attention in any way. 'Nothing' includes Lilly, which is why this is probably a pipe dream, unless I sneak onto a Transatlantic flight and lock myself into the bathroom.

I want magical elves to show up and clean my house while I'm at work, and to do so without putting anything anywhere that means I won't be able to find it later. If the magical elves could figure out where the heck my soundtrack to The Slipper and the Rose went, that would be keen, too.

I want the two missing B:tVS shirts that my room has apparently eaten to rematerialize, as I need to get them into the mail. And speaking of getting things into the mail, I want the magical elves -- once they've finished cleaning the house -- to do all my mailing for me, as the post office annoys me.

I want to feel totally ready for OVFF in all ways. Also, I want to have my plane tickets bought, paid for, and in hand, and I want all my clothing for the convention to be fitted and finished, and to mysteriously still fit in a little over a month and a half, so that I can stop thinking about them.

I want Meredith, Mars, Phil, and Chris to all have their plane tickets for OVFF, too, so that I can feel totally secure in their attendence. Never mind that they might not be able to attend; this is me being irrationally greedy, not me asking for reasonable and understandable things.

I want everyone in the whole world to have a hot meal (or a cold one, depending on what they want), clean water, and a roof over their heads that doesn't leak. Unless they live on a beach and want to watch the stars come out, or are roughing it in the middle of a national forest or something, in which case they can have palm fronds or whatever. And I want it right now.

I want a pony.

restlessness, self, crankiness

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