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May 17, 2009 02:05

So today (okay, yesterday) was our make up anniversary. (As we saw each other a grand total of ten minutes on Monday.) We basically did what we always do on Saturdays. We hung out, we went to forage for food. Watched baseball (Atlanta Braves? Meet our Good Offense), got dessert at the Cheesecake Factory. Came home and curled up to read. Essentially? Fucking PERFECT. Timm got me the complete works of Pablo Neruda and moleskins like Hemingway used (to write my novel :)) and I got him a briefcase/messenger bag (to keep his awesome thoughts in).

Overall I am a big ball of sappy geekiness. And I am writing? Who would have thought that! I have almost written thirty fics this year. This makes me blindly happy. (This is where Timm would point out that I should write original and get paid for it, but that takes like 1/2 the fun of it. Plus, I couldn't think of boys as pretty as the one's I write for. ;))

I got struck with a sad thought tonight, but it dissapated quickly and over all? I am happy. A bit flat out petrified but also happy. :)

After catching the last episodes of House I have a few rants inside me, on Cochlear Implants and on how annoyed I am getting with shows poking fun at slashers. (Yes, we get it, you guys think we are silly for seeing the chemistry that the actors are sharing and your writing is backing up but STOP MAKING FUN OF US FOR IT.) But I have decided both can wait. I don't want anything harshing my mello. ;)

"My soul is like an empty carousel at sunset." -Pablo Neruda

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