I wonder what CSI would find if they went through my apartment...
Hope everyone had a good weekend. :) Mine was quite relaxing! I'm just proud of myself for not burning down the apartment cooking Thanksgiving turkey.
Went to a birthday dinner with a group of Chris' friends from his work (mostly the ones he plays pool with). Definitely recommend Maggiano's if anyone can get a chance. Fantastic food. :) It was the first time he introduced me as his wife. Very strange, but very nice.
I've been re-watching CSI episodes lately. Half way done with Season 5, and my love for Hodges knows no bounds. Its all because of the past two episodes of CSI, and now all I can see is Nick/Hodges. These slash goggles are firmly in place.
Downside? The amount of quality Nick/Hodges fic is incredibly low. It hurts to read some of it. I've found a few really good ones, and unfortunately most of them are either short or incomplete. *sighs* I mean, some of it is just nauseatingly awful to the point where I want to gouge my eyes out and then beat my head against the concrete sidewalk. Mainly because David is not a simpering girl or a complete bastard with no feelings at all - and people tend to write him as such. Mostly the girl one.
Bleh.
Other than my random rant about badfic writers, my life is going okay. Mom was pissed that I didn't go up for Thanksgiving, but oh well. I still have job, but I'm going to continue to worry about whether I'll have it the next day.
Chris is heading out to a base in California to install some program for work in two weeks. :( He'll only be gone for a week, but I still don't like it. I mean, I do because its extra money, but I've never been alone in my apartment at night before. I'm glad Bobby and Patrick live downstairs, but that doesn't keep me from being paranoid.
Just a few weeks ago, someone in the apartment building next to me pulled a gun on another guy. No one got shot, but I don't know if anyone got arrested either. It was really scary to witness, and I was glad I was with Bobby and in my car so they didn't see me. We left as we called 911. We didn't want do be anywhere near what was going down.
Of course this just adds to my worrying. Blah.
Chris bought me a Wii for X-mas just cause I wanted Animal Crossing. Gave it to me early and I love it! AC is my weakness. Its so cute and relaxing. I almost wish I could live like that. In a small town where my main concern is to pull my 2 daily weeds and catch all the fish of season.
I'm still working at the same company, but through the temp agency. I really like this company, I just wish I didn't have this fear that I'm not going to be needed anymore. Its pretty cool to see what goes into designing rides for major theme parks. Even if I'm only formatting their word documents and putting together 3 ring binders full of said documents. I feel guilty almost every day. I tend to not have tons of work to do, so I just sit for hours a day and not doing anything (and get paid). I should be happy that I've got a job since so many people are losing theirs every day, but I feel guilty about sitting here taking their money when I'm not doing much of anything. I feel even worse when the people around me are working hard - and I'm browsing around on the internet reading really bad CSI fanfic. >.<
Since this is getting rather long, I'll stop here. Now I'm off to read even more bad CSI fic, but to ease my stomach I'm going to re-read mice1900's McBeck fic. Which is AMAZING, and I really need to comment on it. :D
PS: FUCK YOU ABC! >:(
PPS: How can I get my Twitter to appear in my LJ posts?
Went to a birthday dinner with a group of Chris' friends from his work (mostly the ones he plays pool with). Definitely recommend Maggiano's if anyone can get a chance. Fantastic food. :) It was the first time he introduced me as his wife. Very strange, but very nice.
I've been re-watching CSI episodes lately. Half way done with Season 5, and my love for Hodges knows no bounds. Its all because of the past two episodes of CSI, and now all I can see is Nick/Hodges. These slash goggles are firmly in place.
Downside? The amount of quality Nick/Hodges fic is incredibly low. It hurts to read some of it. I've found a few really good ones, and unfortunately most of them are either short or incomplete. *sighs* I mean, some of it is just nauseatingly awful to the point where I want to gouge my eyes out and then beat my head against the concrete sidewalk. Mainly because David is not a simpering girl or a complete bastard with no feelings at all - and people tend to write him as such. Mostly the girl one.
Bleh.
Other than my random rant about badfic writers, my life is going okay. Mom was pissed that I didn't go up for Thanksgiving, but oh well. I still have job, but I'm going to continue to worry about whether I'll have it the next day.
Chris is heading out to a base in California to install some program for work in two weeks. :( He'll only be gone for a week, but I still don't like it. I mean, I do because its extra money, but I've never been alone in my apartment at night before. I'm glad Bobby and Patrick live downstairs, but that doesn't keep me from being paranoid.
Just a few weeks ago, someone in the apartment building next to me pulled a gun on another guy. No one got shot, but I don't know if anyone got arrested either. It was really scary to witness, and I was glad I was with Bobby and in my car so they didn't see me. We left as we called 911. We didn't want do be anywhere near what was going down.
Of course this just adds to my worrying. Blah.
Chris bought me a Wii for X-mas just cause I wanted Animal Crossing. Gave it to me early and I love it! AC is my weakness. Its so cute and relaxing. I almost wish I could live like that. In a small town where my main concern is to pull my 2 daily weeds and catch all the fish of season.
I'm still working at the same company, but through the temp agency. I really like this company, I just wish I didn't have this fear that I'm not going to be needed anymore. Its pretty cool to see what goes into designing rides for major theme parks. Even if I'm only formatting their word documents and putting together 3 ring binders full of said documents. I feel guilty almost every day. I tend to not have tons of work to do, so I just sit for hours a day and not doing anything (and get paid). I should be happy that I've got a job since so many people are losing theirs every day, but I feel guilty about sitting here taking their money when I'm not doing much of anything. I feel even worse when the people around me are working hard - and I'm browsing around on the internet reading really bad CSI fanfic. >.<
Since this is getting rather long, I'll stop here. Now I'm off to read even more bad CSI fic, but to ease my stomach I'm going to re-read mice1900's McBeck fic. Which is AMAZING, and I really need to comment on it. :D
PS: FUCK YOU ABC! >:(
PPS: How can I get my Twitter to appear in my LJ posts?