Just a piece of pecan pie, and you, that's all I want
I think I took two vitamins today, by accident. This wouldn't even be that big a deal except that I sort of think I'm allergic to vitamin C, in that same half-assed way I'm allergic to bugbites and cigarettes. Or, well, not allergic, but super-sensitive to it. (I remember once I had surgery and was prescribed this INSANE amount of vitamin C afterwards and got so damn nauseous that I couldn't eat which meant I couldn't take my painkillers and it was a ridiculous cycle, I tell you.) Seriously. I may puke.
Things to do when I get home:
1) colorize my awesome new sekrit icon (!!!!!!)
2) work on overdue beta
3) code the newsletter
4) watch Salvation -- have I seen this one since Pet and I drove BT crazy by screaming our damn fool heads off in our hotel room watching it? ("Did that just happen?" "Did they seriously just do that?") Possibly not.
(And alright, what is SERIOUSLY going on with LJ comments. I don't even really care all that much that I'm getting them twice, EXCEPT that it means that pretty pretty gmail isn't collapsing them the way it usually does. It's working when I comment in other people's posts and in posts I make to comms, but getting all effed up when it's my own LJ. Am I supposed to uncheck that little box in the message center or whatever-the-fuck that says I get comments by email, or will that mean I go from getting two to getting zero?)
This is the most pointless post ever, I just think I'm a little manic this week.
Oh, one more thing: it's such a weird feeling when I stumble across a story by an author I don't know and I start reading it and get all psyched about reccing it to my friends because surely, surely they haven't seen it because nobody has told me about it! And then I get to the end and see there are like sixty comments and half are from my flist and I feel like the last clueless person on earth. Um. That is all.
Except that I kind of had things to say about models in Madrid and obese children, and early action at Harvard, and now can't really remember any of my points on either subject.
And last, SERIOUSLY last, am I the only person on my flist whose math scores were always higher than my verbal on standardized tests? Come on. magickly, marinarusalka, ignipes ... surely y'all science/mathy types are with me?
Alright. Off to go stalk esorlehcar's happymaking Sam/Dean post some more, just so I can scare the rest of the universe with my spasticness.
Things to do when I get home:
1) colorize my awesome new sekrit icon (!!!!!!)
2) work on overdue beta
3) code the newsletter
4) watch Salvation -- have I seen this one since Pet and I drove BT crazy by screaming our damn fool heads off in our hotel room watching it? ("Did that just happen?" "Did they seriously just do that?") Possibly not.
(And alright, what is SERIOUSLY going on with LJ comments. I don't even really care all that much that I'm getting them twice, EXCEPT that it means that pretty pretty gmail isn't collapsing them the way it usually does. It's working when I comment in other people's posts and in posts I make to comms, but getting all effed up when it's my own LJ. Am I supposed to uncheck that little box in the message center or whatever-the-fuck that says I get comments by email, or will that mean I go from getting two to getting zero?)
This is the most pointless post ever, I just think I'm a little manic this week.
Oh, one more thing: it's such a weird feeling when I stumble across a story by an author I don't know and I start reading it and get all psyched about reccing it to my friends because surely, surely they haven't seen it because nobody has told me about it! And then I get to the end and see there are like sixty comments and half are from my flist and I feel like the last clueless person on earth. Um. That is all.
Except that I kind of had things to say about models in Madrid and obese children, and early action at Harvard, and now can't really remember any of my points on either subject.
And last, SERIOUSLY last, am I the only person on my flist whose math scores were always higher than my verbal on standardized tests? Come on. magickly, marinarusalka, ignipes ... surely y'all science/mathy types are with me?
Alright. Off to go stalk esorlehcar's happymaking Sam/Dean post some more, just so I can scare the rest of the universe with my spasticness.