stupid stomach
Jesus, I refreshed LJ as soon as my clock hit 9:00 and there were already 53 claims put in on the spn reversebang post! Just glancing through the ones before mine it looks like I'll get my first choice, which really isn't a surprise considering the vast majority of the art is Sam/Dean or RPF or very AU and I don't do any of those.
Let's see...
KU did lose to Baylor, no fucking surprise, but we did make them kick like four fieldgoals (they still scored sixty points) including at least two on short field position due to turnovers.
Whatevs, the true KU sport starts tomorrow.
I still got no writing done, just edited a fic that's been done for weeks. *sigh*
I did get my Yuletide letter done finally.
I was nauseous most of the day. I think it's the new pills. Hopefully my body will adjust. It took about four months for me to get used to metformin and I still occasionally get nauseous from them.
I got my hair done yesterday morning. :) It was bitterly cold, heavy frost over Friday night (like 23 degrees). Thank God; go away outdoor allergies! My furnace ran most of the day to keep it at 65 degrees in the house. Still cold today and furnace running. I refused to get out my winter coat but I did wear my headscarf. The night before, leaving my parents', I wore my new red leather gloves I got at Harrods. They're definitely (at the cost) not gloves to be worn when the weather's actually nasty--I'm not scraping ice and snow off the car in $120 gloves!--but they're so gorgeous and butter soft and perfect for driving when it's in the 30s and 40s.
At least it's not snowing, unlike in Foxboro (watching Gameday countdown). brrrrrrr
I have a few Yuletide letters open for possible treats. I haven't written any treats for several years (I'm on the pinch hit list) but I signed up for the unofficial 'if you get a treat, write a treat' thing because God knows I need to write more fic. *snort* Of course I think in all my years of Yuletide I've only gotten one treat.
What I need to do is just fucking write something! (And clean my house.)
My ear is hurting again. And my stomach's going ooky again. Blech
So, yesterday's happy was: pretty hair (she always uses a curling iron and brush to get it to curl under; I don't even have a curling iron).
Today's happy is: (although not official yet) getting my first choice in art to write for the spn reversebang. It's Dean in chains held by Crowley and the artist is open to dark fic. :)
Let's see...
KU did lose to Baylor, no fucking surprise, but we did make them kick like four fieldgoals (they still scored sixty points) including at least two on short field position due to turnovers.
Whatevs, the true KU sport starts tomorrow.
I still got no writing done, just edited a fic that's been done for weeks. *sigh*
I did get my Yuletide letter done finally.
I was nauseous most of the day. I think it's the new pills. Hopefully my body will adjust. It took about four months for me to get used to metformin and I still occasionally get nauseous from them.
I got my hair done yesterday morning. :) It was bitterly cold, heavy frost over Friday night (like 23 degrees). Thank God; go away outdoor allergies! My furnace ran most of the day to keep it at 65 degrees in the house. Still cold today and furnace running. I refused to get out my winter coat but I did wear my headscarf. The night before, leaving my parents', I wore my new red leather gloves I got at Harrods. They're definitely (at the cost) not gloves to be worn when the weather's actually nasty--I'm not scraping ice and snow off the car in $120 gloves!--but they're so gorgeous and butter soft and perfect for driving when it's in the 30s and 40s.
At least it's not snowing, unlike in Foxboro (watching Gameday countdown). brrrrrrr
I have a few Yuletide letters open for possible treats. I haven't written any treats for several years (I'm on the pinch hit list) but I signed up for the unofficial 'if you get a treat, write a treat' thing because God knows I need to write more fic. *snort* Of course I think in all my years of Yuletide I've only gotten one treat.
What I need to do is just fucking write something! (And clean my house.)
My ear is hurting again. And my stomach's going ooky again. Blech
So, yesterday's happy was: pretty hair (she always uses a curling iron and brush to get it to curl under; I don't even have a curling iron).
Today's happy is: (although not official yet) getting my first choice in art to write for the spn reversebang. It's Dean in chains held by Crowley and the artist is open to dark fic. :)