but from the hope for accuracy and passion, both.
ugh so tired.
We have a new dog, a teeny little Pomeranian/Corgi/possibly a couple other things mix, and she is adorable and sweet and loves to run around in circles for no reason. This is in strong contrast to our other dog - he is adorable and sweet also, but the main feature of his personality is exceeding calm. (Well, I mean, visitors make him bark, and once I made him howl with my Igor impression. But that's about it.) So I've been spending a lot of time taking her for walks and throwing toys and helping my mother clean up after her (she's nine months old, she's not great at handling the continual excitement of LIFE just yet). And then also it is that time of the month where I wake up at 4:00 am with cramps and still have to go to work even though I'd really rather just stay on the couch. Forever.
But! Counterbalancing that, I am still riding the glorious feeling of accomplishment from this past Sunday. A really long fic: CAN HAS FINISHED ONE. :DDDDDDDDDDD I mean, it won't really count until I finish the whole series, because the story is not exactly complete. BUT STILL. \o/
What I really want to make my joy complete is for my dad to get a new hotspot of his own already. I left dialup behind me a long time ago, okay, I cannot handle such a faily internet connection. D: It is harshing my squee like whoa. Also, it makes using the internet at work for frivolous things - the way I am right this second - waaaaaaaaaaay too tempting.
[crossposted; original at Dreamwidth]
We have a new dog, a teeny little Pomeranian/Corgi/possibly a couple other things mix, and she is adorable and sweet and loves to run around in circles for no reason. This is in strong contrast to our other dog - he is adorable and sweet also, but the main feature of his personality is exceeding calm. (Well, I mean, visitors make him bark, and once I made him howl with my Igor impression. But that's about it.) So I've been spending a lot of time taking her for walks and throwing toys and helping my mother clean up after her (she's nine months old, she's not great at handling the continual excitement of LIFE just yet). And then also it is that time of the month where I wake up at 4:00 am with cramps and still have to go to work even though I'd really rather just stay on the couch. Forever.
But! Counterbalancing that, I am still riding the glorious feeling of accomplishment from this past Sunday. A really long fic: CAN HAS FINISHED ONE. :DDDDDDDDDDD I mean, it won't really count until I finish the whole series, because the story is not exactly complete. BUT STILL. \o/
What I really want to make my joy complete is for my dad to get a new hotspot of his own already. I left dialup behind me a long time ago, okay, I cannot handle such a faily internet connection. D: It is harshing my squee like whoa. Also, it makes using the internet at work for frivolous things - the way I am right this second - waaaaaaaaaaay too tempting.
[crossposted; original at Dreamwidth]