"And still, there is" or "The will of Allah"
I wasn't getting a job fast enough. There was tension. There was yelling. There was silence.
I have a job. And still, there is tension. There is yelling. There is silence.
WTF??!?!?!?!
A few updates. Number 17 emailed me again. For some reason, it didn't annoy me as much as I expected it to. The latest Number 6 still hasn't said anything, even though made some "official" replies to her in a mutual community. It's kinda starting to feel a little stalker-ish. Either that or she just doesn't actually bother to read anything. Maybe both. Number 7 emailed me, but it feels like it's too little too late, and I can't help but wonder if she only did it because she noticed I de-friended her (does MySpace give you notifications for that sort of thing?) or she read/heard about that last post and figured it out. I haven't replied to her email yet, partly because I've been busy, partly because I've feeling vindictive and bitchy, and partly because I'm afraid I'll say something I'll regret because I'm feeling vindictive and bitchy. Parents are trying to mess around with Number 8 again this weekend. At least I have fair warning this time, and a two-day weekend. Maybe I'll work on fic.
Apparently, Lost's ratings took a tumble on Wednesday night. This makes me happy. So does this. I especially like the Sawyer/Anna one, because I've always known that Sawyer=Remy and Ana Lucia=Rogue. It's just off by one letter. The only thing is, I don't know if I file it under Lost or X-Men. Also, I found out tonight that Kismet is Arabic for "the will of Allah." Learn something new every day.
Dad's popcorn=dinner. Yays. Parents are watching Law & Order on the TiVo without me. Not so yays.
♥
I have a job. And still, there is tension. There is yelling. There is silence.
WTF??!?!?!?!
A few updates. Number 17 emailed me again. For some reason, it didn't annoy me as much as I expected it to. The latest Number 6 still hasn't said anything, even though made some "official" replies to her in a mutual community. It's kinda starting to feel a little stalker-ish. Either that or she just doesn't actually bother to read anything. Maybe both. Number 7 emailed me, but it feels like it's too little too late, and I can't help but wonder if she only did it because she noticed I de-friended her (does MySpace give you notifications for that sort of thing?) or she read/heard about that last post and figured it out. I haven't replied to her email yet, partly because I've been busy, partly because I've feeling vindictive and bitchy, and partly because I'm afraid I'll say something I'll regret because I'm feeling vindictive and bitchy. Parents are trying to mess around with Number 8 again this weekend. At least I have fair warning this time, and a two-day weekend. Maybe I'll work on fic.
Apparently, Lost's ratings took a tumble on Wednesday night. This makes me happy. So does this. I especially like the Sawyer/Anna one, because I've always known that Sawyer=Remy and Ana Lucia=Rogue. It's just off by one letter. The only thing is, I don't know if I file it under Lost or X-Men. Also, I found out tonight that Kismet is Arabic for "the will of Allah." Learn something new every day.
Dad's popcorn=dinner. Yays. Parents are watching Law & Order on the TiVo without me. Not so yays.
♥