*sigh* My weekend ended....
Friday night's wine and cheetos party was pretty cool. I see by my cell phone call list that I talked quite a bit. I'm hoping I remember most of it. Rushikins, I love you.
I wasn't hurt or anything Friday, just my precious car. It was kind of comical actually.
I shopped all day Saturday, cleaned all day Sunday. I haven't checked my flist other than to skim. Thank you Fyre, for the beautiful desktop. I love it. Those eyes *sigh* Yummy.
I called my kid's at their dads and had to yell at them. I went in their room to put away laundry and noticed a shirt poking out from under their bed. Upon investigation I found 17 socks, 2 pairs of jeans, and 11 shirts. "Oh, yes mom, we cleaned our room." What they did was shove everything under their bed. I also found a half eaten pop tart and three empty grape soda cans. How do you buy Christmas presents for kids who are grounded and won't be allowed to play with anything?
It's been an up and down weekend. Luckily mostly up, but down some. I had a TW marathon. I watched seasons four and five. It took me back to that beautiful summer too long ago where I met Jason, Anthony, Yvonne, and Coby and Mona and Rush and Mimsy and Cheryl and Lynne and a cast of thousands. It was a really happy time. The happiest time of my life really. I want to get back to that feeling.
I wrote two chapters of Sympathy for the Devil, but I haven't typed any of it. I'm just about finished with it I think. I may finish it before I post any more. It's gotten back to the point where I don't expect many to read it and I'm feeling more comfortable again.
When I started Sympathy for the Devil, I didn't expect anyone to read it. I expected my friends to read it because they love me and it took all the pressure off me. I wasn't expecting any reviews so I just wrote it so I would like it. I was really shocked when I got over twenty. It felt good and I'm grateful. Now that things are starting to level off, I expected to feel bad because every chapter wasn't doing as good as the first, but I didn't and don't. It's kind of nice to just write for me and while I like reviews they don't have the power over me that they once had.
I just wish I could write Bosco and Faith again. I had a little Christmas idea, but I just don't want to write it. The board is flooded with happy, sappy "I love you" Bosco/Faith fics and I just don't want to add to the tide. Plus I don't like reading them say they love each other. That's not who they are. I don't see Bosco meaning that he loves someone unless there's a curse word attached (i.e. I love you, dammit!). He's not the happy, sappy type, but he gets written that way more often than not these days.
I haven't been reading much lately and I want to so if anyone knows of any stories that won't cause me to go into sugar shock or deep dark depression, please let me know. I've started to read a few, but nothing's held my interest lately. One fic I started to read didn't even have a plot. It was disjointed and hopped around without getting to the point. I decided maybe it was in the second chapter, but alas nope. The person said it was a Bosco Faith shipper story, but other than them both being in the story and talking to eachother it had nothing to do with Bosco and Faith. I stopped reading before the writer just had them leap at eachother lips first for no apparent reason. (I'm nearly positive that's how it ended or will end eventually)
Thus ends my fan fic snark for the month. I had intended to get caught up on my online life this weekend, but decided I needed my house cleaned and Christmas presents for my ungrateful children instead. They're gone until Friday, so maybe tonight.
I should get to work. Later all :)
PS James Spader and William Shatner rock my world.
I wasn't hurt or anything Friday, just my precious car. It was kind of comical actually.
I shopped all day Saturday, cleaned all day Sunday. I haven't checked my flist other than to skim. Thank you Fyre, for the beautiful desktop. I love it. Those eyes *sigh* Yummy.
I called my kid's at their dads and had to yell at them. I went in their room to put away laundry and noticed a shirt poking out from under their bed. Upon investigation I found 17 socks, 2 pairs of jeans, and 11 shirts. "Oh, yes mom, we cleaned our room." What they did was shove everything under their bed. I also found a half eaten pop tart and three empty grape soda cans. How do you buy Christmas presents for kids who are grounded and won't be allowed to play with anything?
It's been an up and down weekend. Luckily mostly up, but down some. I had a TW marathon. I watched seasons four and five. It took me back to that beautiful summer too long ago where I met Jason, Anthony, Yvonne, and Coby and Mona and Rush and Mimsy and Cheryl and Lynne and a cast of thousands. It was a really happy time. The happiest time of my life really. I want to get back to that feeling.
I wrote two chapters of Sympathy for the Devil, but I haven't typed any of it. I'm just about finished with it I think. I may finish it before I post any more. It's gotten back to the point where I don't expect many to read it and I'm feeling more comfortable again.
When I started Sympathy for the Devil, I didn't expect anyone to read it. I expected my friends to read it because they love me and it took all the pressure off me. I wasn't expecting any reviews so I just wrote it so I would like it. I was really shocked when I got over twenty. It felt good and I'm grateful. Now that things are starting to level off, I expected to feel bad because every chapter wasn't doing as good as the first, but I didn't and don't. It's kind of nice to just write for me and while I like reviews they don't have the power over me that they once had.
I just wish I could write Bosco and Faith again. I had a little Christmas idea, but I just don't want to write it. The board is flooded with happy, sappy "I love you" Bosco/Faith fics and I just don't want to add to the tide. Plus I don't like reading them say they love each other. That's not who they are. I don't see Bosco meaning that he loves someone unless there's a curse word attached (i.e. I love you, dammit!). He's not the happy, sappy type, but he gets written that way more often than not these days.
I haven't been reading much lately and I want to so if anyone knows of any stories that won't cause me to go into sugar shock or deep dark depression, please let me know. I've started to read a few, but nothing's held my interest lately. One fic I started to read didn't even have a plot. It was disjointed and hopped around without getting to the point. I decided maybe it was in the second chapter, but alas nope. The person said it was a Bosco Faith shipper story, but other than them both being in the story and talking to eachother it had nothing to do with Bosco and Faith. I stopped reading before the writer just had them leap at eachother lips first for no apparent reason. (I'm nearly positive that's how it ended or will end eventually)
Thus ends my fan fic snark for the month. I had intended to get caught up on my online life this weekend, but decided I needed my house cleaned and Christmas presents for my ungrateful children instead. They're gone until Friday, so maybe tonight.
I should get to work. Later all :)
PS James Spader and William Shatner rock my world.