Harry Potter squee plus more!
I need to start this out with a genuine apology. I'm a bad Ljer. I'm a bad LJ friend. I don't think I've commented in ages. I know I haven't posted in like a week or more. I'm really sorry. RL is being an asshole and I've promised myself no LJ until I finish my projects. So...I'm slipping up a little here, but I was just at a staff meeting, so I feel like I earned some fun *g* But seriously, when I last IM'd cannibal_j I was doing a project at the same time, which is pretty much unheard of.
So, how's life for me (I'm being self-centered...bear with me)? I finally found someone to buy the mattresses that my cumulative roommates have abandoned when they've moved back home. I'm calling it the "NO relationship" mattress, because I guarantee that NO ONE had sex on it, a rare thing in second hand mattresses. The other set of NO realtionship mattresses are going to my parents. This means my living room will finally look like a livingroom and not like a hovel that someone camped out in with their GUARANTEED realtionship-free! matress, which they later proped up against the wall.
Also, sleeping_boy bought the $250 wonderful, extended, gorgeous, beefed-up Buffy complete series box set. Am I jealous? Does a bear shit in the woods? But I did borrow the pretty special features, so HOORAY! I can watch Joss talk about Buffy and be an enormous geek. It makes me all warm and fuzzy.
And the icon? Yeah, well, there's a movie at work, still on the new release wall called Quigley, about a white puffy dog. We constantly make fun and promise that SOME DAY we will play it in the store. When this bit came on the Daily Show I nearly peed my pants.
And...ok...I promise a Harry Potter squee...and, well, it's all written out and stuff, but on paper. And I'm completely drained, blah blah blah, other excuses for being tired. Anywho, I LOVED the move and will elabourate on why very soon, Tonight, however, I am going to my bed and telling it that it WILL be comfortable, because otherwise...
So, how's life for me (I'm being self-centered...bear with me)? I finally found someone to buy the mattresses that my cumulative roommates have abandoned when they've moved back home. I'm calling it the "NO relationship" mattress, because I guarantee that NO ONE had sex on it, a rare thing in second hand mattresses. The other set of NO realtionship mattresses are going to my parents. This means my living room will finally look like a livingroom and not like a hovel that someone camped out in with their GUARANTEED realtionship-free! matress, which they later proped up against the wall.
Also, sleeping_boy bought the $250 wonderful, extended, gorgeous, beefed-up Buffy complete series box set. Am I jealous? Does a bear shit in the woods? But I did borrow the pretty special features, so HOORAY! I can watch Joss talk about Buffy and be an enormous geek. It makes me all warm and fuzzy.
And the icon? Yeah, well, there's a movie at work, still on the new release wall called Quigley, about a white puffy dog. We constantly make fun and promise that SOME DAY we will play it in the store. When this bit came on the Daily Show I nearly peed my pants.
And...ok...I promise a Harry Potter squee...and, well, it's all written out and stuff, but on paper. And I'm completely drained, blah blah blah, other excuses for being tired. Anywho, I LOVED the move and will elabourate on why very soon, Tonight, however, I am going to my bed and telling it that it WILL be comfortable, because otherwise...