I've come to the conclusion that I only post when I have a meme/other handy reason to do so because I don't feel like my life is worth writing about
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So that's that, then. So long and thanks for all the fish, Jack who should have been Fidget and was often Stupid. (And that 'should have been Fidget' part is part of why it's sucked so much; this was not a dog designed for inaction, and he was barely moving.) Be a dog, dog.
Poor dog's had a busy day; people have been visiting, sort of a last vigil thinger. And he's feeling it. And there's a lump on his hip that I'm pretty sure wasn't there a few days ago.
*hogswatchfic is open for business; sign-ups run until the 13th, and fics are due the 31st. If you missed Yuletide/are avoiding it/just want to write Generic Winter Holidays fic for someone, give it a go! *Snow on the ground and my profile! Thanks, gehayi*I'm passing up a concert on Thursday, partly because I first heard about it Saturday. I'd love to see BNL
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*The mother called yesterday and went 'we have to send something to your dorm on Tuesday, not your mailbox.' Now I'm just wondering what kind of birthday present could possibly be that urgent. (I also don't know if such is possible, but we'll find out
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Between stumbling into algebra and finding my knack for (and interest in) writing stuff, my math brain fell by the wayside. This became a particular point of contention in high school, often resulting in my loss of Internets privilege until I had proof my grade was going up
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my alarm: ::goes off at godawful o'clock AM:: Nyquil and Mountain Dew: ::do epic battle for superiority:: Nyquil: ::wins, handily:: me: ::zombies about work:: braaains caffeine! ( it goes on. )
Mom called. Lady Phred died last night. Have pretty much known this was coming, but still. The world sucks. (Real life, fiction, whichever - it's always the best people. ALWAYS.) May or may not elaborate later. Right now I'm just trying to stay coherent enough to go to work.