Maybe The Rapture Did Happen and, You Know, Like, This Is It
Hello people!
Dreams? Who needs fucking dreams?
I got up at 7:50 today and got ready for work. Mom packed me a lunch of leftovers: grilled chicken and potato salad topped wth bacon. MMM. I took her car to work, where I arrived at 8:45. I did lots of DMVs today but I also spent a lot of time online, lol. Today was pretty significant for me, internet wise. See, a friend informed me that Sam Neill had a Twitter.
Now, you all know I love Sam Neill. Like, take-me-in-the-backroom-and-let-me-call-you-Grant, LOVE. XD So, excitedly, I followed him. Later on, HE FOLLOWED ME BACK. And, HE RETWEETED ME. AND. HE REPLIED TO ME. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I can't contain my excitement, lol!
I also got a couple replies from Sean Mastersons, who is a brilliant improv guy who's been on Improv-A-Ganza. He's awesome (and adorable).
Today was an extremely long day, work-wise, unfortunately. But finally, it ended at 3:00 and I went home, lol. I watched a little TV, did the dishes, grabbed myself a bowl of cereal for dinner. Teh rents came home and we all chilled together. After Jeopardy!, I went upstairs to put my winter clothes away and sort out the shirts I don't wear anymore. Then I tried to organize my room a little and got side-tracked.
I found my binder of creative writing from my high school class. Despite some of the stories being god-awful, others were kinda brilliant. I'm gonna take those ideas and fiddle wth them for future short story publications. And that's about it, really. Here we are. Title of this post is something Steven Weber, the master of hilarity, said on Twitter. Now: bed.
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*
Dreams? Who needs fucking dreams?
I got up at 7:50 today and got ready for work. Mom packed me a lunch of leftovers: grilled chicken and potato salad topped wth bacon. MMM. I took her car to work, where I arrived at 8:45. I did lots of DMVs today but I also spent a lot of time online, lol. Today was pretty significant for me, internet wise. See, a friend informed me that Sam Neill had a Twitter.
Now, you all know I love Sam Neill. Like, take-me-in-the-backroom-and-let-me-call-you-Grant, LOVE. XD So, excitedly, I followed him. Later on, HE FOLLOWED ME BACK. And, HE RETWEETED ME. AND. HE REPLIED TO ME. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I can't contain my excitement, lol!
I also got a couple replies from Sean Mastersons, who is a brilliant improv guy who's been on Improv-A-Ganza. He's awesome (and adorable).
Today was an extremely long day, work-wise, unfortunately. But finally, it ended at 3:00 and I went home, lol. I watched a little TV, did the dishes, grabbed myself a bowl of cereal for dinner. Teh rents came home and we all chilled together. After Jeopardy!, I went upstairs to put my winter clothes away and sort out the shirts I don't wear anymore. Then I tried to organize my room a little and got side-tracked.
I found my binder of creative writing from my high school class. Despite some of the stories being god-awful, others were kinda brilliant. I'm gonna take those ideas and fiddle wth them for future short story publications. And that's about it, really. Here we are. Title of this post is something Steven Weber, the master of hilarity, said on Twitter. Now: bed.
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*