Listless. No, wait, here's one now.
It has been a(nother) dull and humdrum day. This is what I've achieved:
1) Have not killed our alleged supervisor, but only because she's in New Hampshire and I'm not. This is only one of the things that makes her a crappy supervisor;
2) Have not killed anyone, actually. Aren't I good?
3) Have ordered season one of Leverage from Amazon.com. This may turn out to be a thing, or it may not. Who knows;
4) Wondered idly on the possibility of all of the bits of Captain Jack regenerating. I think that would be amusing -
- plus I did lots and lots of work until my mouse finger almost fell off, but it would be hard to scratch up anything to say about that, other than 'meh', and 'file under necessary evil'.
Bruce announced some extra tour dates today, but only for the USA. Encore de meh. England got pretty much shafted this time around. The Hyde Park concert was better than no Bruce at all, but, god, I hope he goes back to stadiums next time round. I hope there is a next time!
Never mind. Dollhouse is on in about 20 minutes; A Spy in the House of Love, which is one of my favourite episodes, so yay! I would use my Dear Little Victor icon in its honour, but I don't want weeJosh to feel unwanted. As if!
The bustier thingies I ordered on Sunday arrived today, which is pretty good service. They've been tried on, and my skin is going "You sure about this, boss?" but, well, something's always going to hurt. The crimefighting bras will have to go on eBay, I fear. Bosoms are a nuisance.
Life is dull, send memes.
ETA: The cats have been Frontlined. Now, that is an achievement. The BoyCat is so big and strong now, in future I may have to send out for reinforcements.
1) Have not killed our alleged supervisor, but only because she's in New Hampshire and I'm not. This is only one of the things that makes her a crappy supervisor;
2) Have not killed anyone, actually. Aren't I good?
3) Have ordered season one of Leverage from Amazon.com. This may turn out to be a thing, or it may not. Who knows;
4) Wondered idly on the possibility of all of the bits of Captain Jack regenerating. I think that would be amusing -
- plus I did lots and lots of work until my mouse finger almost fell off, but it would be hard to scratch up anything to say about that, other than 'meh', and 'file under necessary evil'.
Bruce announced some extra tour dates today, but only for the USA. Encore de meh. England got pretty much shafted this time around. The Hyde Park concert was better than no Bruce at all, but, god, I hope he goes back to stadiums next time round. I hope there is a next time!
Never mind. Dollhouse is on in about 20 minutes; A Spy in the House of Love, which is one of my favourite episodes, so yay! I would use my Dear Little Victor icon in its honour, but I don't want weeJosh to feel unwanted. As if!
The bustier thingies I ordered on Sunday arrived today, which is pretty good service. They've been tried on, and my skin is going "You sure about this, boss?" but, well, something's always going to hurt. The crimefighting bras will have to go on eBay, I fear. Bosoms are a nuisance.
Life is dull, send memes.
ETA: The cats have been Frontlined. Now, that is an achievement. The BoyCat is so big and strong now, in future I may have to send out for reinforcements.