Oh god, guys.  I'm freaking out.

I can't even begin to get a handle on all of the things I need to do before tomorrow night.  We-my-family leave for Kansas at ass-crack early Thursday morning, and Friday I move into my apartment.  Which means that I have all of about 36 hours or so before boarding a plane to finish packing every thing I own.  ( Read more... )

I'm here for the anonymous love meme, if you want to tell me why you tolerate me clogging up your flists.

I've been productive since my OCDspasm Thursday!  My life, it starts to come together.  Also, I'm seriously considering a tattoo before Kansas.  More on that if and when it comes to pass; I've been debating since last fall, and mainly the holdup ( Read more... )

I feel like I've been really very quiet lately.  I haven't commented on anybody's entries in ages, and I'm sorry about that.  I am reading them, still!  And I do care, I'm just feeling kind of overwhelmed with life myself right now.  And while I apparently deal with 'overwhelmed with life' by spending an entire day doing nothing but re-reading old ( Read more... )

Oh man that feels good.  I haven't handed in an assignment for class since I graduated a year ago, but that's totally what this feels like.  Also?  This is the last time I offer to do a complete OCD line-by-individual-line overhaul beta of a 25k fic in ten days.  LAST TIME.  I am so serious.  And yesterday and the day before I also totally mostly ( Read more... )

Things I have accomplished in the past few days:

3,500-some-odd words of llamas, crack, destruction, and birthdayfic (for a birthday that was, um, four days ago) that I'm tentatively calling Panic! at the Petting Zoo.  Please note that it's, like.  A quarter of the way done.  /o\

Went shopping with awesome people and bought awesome things, including ( Read more... )

IE: My life, as designated by Paul Gross Arms (\o/)

I am still grossly full of the kind of gook that seems most fitting for Spencer Smith, Amphibian Menace (/o\).  I have spent the past THREE DAYS SOLID catching up on fandom (\o/), which basically means sitting at my laptop, IMing with Chex, and watching youtube videos I missed in Europe (\o/).  I ( Read more... )

In lab before class starts, I'm playing Empires on my computer while the students file in, and one of them asks me about the music.  And I rave about them a little, b/c EMPIRES, and they should be pimped, okay, and she says, "They remind me a little bit of Fall Out Boy, y'know, not the kind of music, but the vocals."  And I just have to sit there ( Read more... )

  So, there's a weird thing that happens, when you've spent a long, long time lurking around the edges of fandom, and you're affiliated with a university that's infamous for its utter geektastitude.  I just sort of become increasingly more and more suspicious that some of these people whose journals I probably read too much, who barely know me, go ( Read more... )