A most important day
Today is my fanfictional baby's 13th birthday.
Y'all.. this is a big deal for my neuroses
Okay, let's be realistic - the only reason he made it to 13 is because of the love he gets from
bizarra and
gatechic. If I was the only adult responsible for him, he'd be really messed up. And that's saying something, because poor Monkey is really messed up.
Anyway.. Happy Three-teen, Maxie! ♥
In other news...
+ I beelined through The haunting of Hill House yesterday. I couldn't actually do much else, thanks to a migraine from hell. That show is scary as CRAP (for what little scare is actually involved). But, most importantly: THAT CAST. Dear and Fluffy Lord, those kids. I had some slight spoils, due to an article about the production of the house/timelines, but it was still AMAZING to see how it was all done.
---I spent about eight episodes trying to place the one brother, then finally had to go to IMDb - he played the scarecrow-ish character in Emerald City. and, once again, played a character named Lucas
+ I don't want to go to work, tomorrow. Partially because my head still hurts, and also because tomorrow night/Tuesday is a staycation - staying in one of the new rooms at the Lifeguard's resort, with Mom - but mostly because the tensions in that office are SO HIGH anyway.. but I don't want to have to listen to Lawyer-ass come in and start going on and on about guns and shootings and bombs. They spent most of last week laughing about the bombs. I really despise that place.
+ Did I mention the migraine?
+ I feel like there should have been something else.. but I'm mostly just trying to stay upright, to finish a few more things, then I'm going back to bed.
Love y'all! ♥
PS: I just heard a squeaky toy, plain as day. I'm the only one here.
(crossposted from DW ; comment here or there, as I'm here far more than there :) )
Y'all.. this is a big deal for my neuroses
Okay, let's be realistic - the only reason he made it to 13 is because of the love he gets from
bizarra and
gatechic. If I was the only adult responsible for him, he'd be really messed up. And that's saying something, because poor Monkey is really messed up.
Anyway.. Happy Three-teen, Maxie! ♥
In other news...
+ I beelined through The haunting of Hill House yesterday. I couldn't actually do much else, thanks to a migraine from hell. That show is scary as CRAP (for what little scare is actually involved). But, most importantly: THAT CAST. Dear and Fluffy Lord, those kids. I had some slight spoils, due to an article about the production of the house/timelines, but it was still AMAZING to see how it was all done.
---I spent about eight episodes trying to place the one brother, then finally had to go to IMDb - he played the scarecrow-ish character in Emerald City. and, once again, played a character named Lucas
+ I don't want to go to work, tomorrow. Partially because my head still hurts, and also because tomorrow night/Tuesday is a staycation - staying in one of the new rooms at the Lifeguard's resort, with Mom - but mostly because the tensions in that office are SO HIGH anyway.. but I don't want to have to listen to Lawyer-ass come in and start going on and on about guns and shootings and bombs. They spent most of last week laughing about the bombs. I really despise that place.
+ Did I mention the migraine?
+ I feel like there should have been something else.. but I'm mostly just trying to stay upright, to finish a few more things, then I'm going back to bed.
Love y'all! ♥
PS: I just heard a squeaky toy, plain as day. I'm the only one here.
(crossposted from DW ; comment here or there, as I'm here far more than there :) )