*crawls out of a womb*
So uh... I disappeared for a while. Yeah, that happens.
INFORMATION OVERLOAD.
No, seriously.
Facebook, mostly. Webcomics. Forum that I forgot. Twitter that I never seem to catch up on. Woot. Oh, add a boyfriend, half the available time. Growing NCIS and Bones addiction. Tales of Mu. MeiLin Miranda's story, whatever it's called.
Somewhere along there, Livejournal mysteriously got baleeted off my quicklinks. *shrugs*
So, I hope I'm back.
I may, and I might not. I go through phases of using things as they suit me, and then gradually... falling off the face of the earth. Of that social network.
So what's up with me? Oh, not much. Found a dude I could very well marry, subletting the apartment of his former neighbor and good friend (still in the same apartment complex, just two floors up and at the other side of the building), got a job just recently (tech support for Consolidated... acronym is CCI) , and totally broke and tending to hate what's available for me to eat, with no good way to get more food till I get my first paycheck in two Fridays. Yay lots of ramen and tea. Yay lots of bathroom breaks.
I want a taco. I want a chicken pot pie. I want roast and veggies. I want beef stew. I want pizza. SOMETHING BESIDES PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICHES OR RAMEN. Please.
And now I'm being LJ-worthy with a whine... WANT RYAN BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK. He's at a conference. Who'd have thought I'd sleep SO much better on a futon with 2 mattresses than on an air mattress, when the difference is one Ryan in the bed. Aside from, y'know, the mattress.
Bluh.
So also, Ryan is catholic and doesn't care for alcohol. Odd, yet fantastic! Now, for sleep. I hate sleeping this early, but a paycheck calls!
INFORMATION OVERLOAD.
No, seriously.
Facebook, mostly. Webcomics. Forum that I forgot. Twitter that I never seem to catch up on. Woot. Oh, add a boyfriend, half the available time. Growing NCIS and Bones addiction. Tales of Mu. MeiLin Miranda's story, whatever it's called.
Somewhere along there, Livejournal mysteriously got baleeted off my quicklinks. *shrugs*
So, I hope I'm back.
I may, and I might not. I go through phases of using things as they suit me, and then gradually... falling off the face of the earth. Of that social network.
So what's up with me? Oh, not much. Found a dude I could very well marry, subletting the apartment of his former neighbor and good friend (still in the same apartment complex, just two floors up and at the other side of the building), got a job just recently (tech support for Consolidated... acronym is CCI) , and totally broke and tending to hate what's available for me to eat, with no good way to get more food till I get my first paycheck in two Fridays. Yay lots of ramen and tea. Yay lots of bathroom breaks.
I want a taco. I want a chicken pot pie. I want roast and veggies. I want beef stew. I want pizza. SOMETHING BESIDES PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICHES OR RAMEN. Please.
And now I'm being LJ-worthy with a whine... WANT RYAN BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK. He's at a conference. Who'd have thought I'd sleep SO much better on a futon with 2 mattresses than on an air mattress, when the difference is one Ryan in the bed. Aside from, y'know, the mattress.
Bluh.
So also, Ryan is catholic and doesn't care for alcohol. Odd, yet fantastic! Now, for sleep. I hate sleeping this early, but a paycheck calls!