Tomorrow is another day

Jan 08, 2009 21:21

Small earthquake out here.  They're all different--you could hear a slight rumble, but mostly a loud POOOOM! sort of sound and a shock as though someone had run a large truck into the wall behind my house.  The cats hated it.  But it seemed to be over quickly and I convinced them it was cool, and now it's as though it never happened.

Also, I went to the dermatologist.  I'm a pale person, and I live in Southern California, so when I see a mark or something that is new but doesn't go away, I figure I should get it checked.  He said it was probably nothing, but they'd biopsy it anyway, and they'd shave it right off. . .

Dermatologist:  And here's a consent form.

Me:  . . . You mean, you're going to do it now?

Dermatologist:  Yep.

Me:  You mean, now?  As in, NOW now?

Dermatologist:  ***rolls eyes***

I am such a total coward.  The local anesthetic hurt more than the actual thing, but it was all white and red and ikky-looking and it still doesn't look too nice, to be honest.  I hope it looks better by tomorrow.  I hate to stand up in front of students, knowing they're thinking, "what's that on her nose?"  It's not that I care what they think; I just know from experience that they will stare at my nose, and it will be as though the whole lecture didn't even happen.

I lectured the HECK out of *Beowulf* on Wednesday and I get to do it again tomorrow.  I should probably be prepping right now, only I'm a bit tired out.

In Simming news, I played the Roman boys.  Got the major relationships all sorted out, except for PseudoGoth Downtownie Boy.  I don't care if he's ever happy, really. Algernon and Titus want to propose to their girlfriends.   I found a possible Simself for Sextus--a nice solid two bolts, and he likes her, but I'm going to have to ask about this one.  So even though he's rolling a big First Kiss want, I'm not doing that right now.  He's Pop, anyway, and he can be happy making Friends while he waits.  I called the matchmaker for Cass and gave her the maximum, and he got Jimmy Phoenix.  Halfway through the date, Cass seemed to get bored with him and rolled the wants to buy a bubble blower, earn a skill point, and date two other unspecified guys.  But he's all platted up and happy.

For 2009, I wish that the next ten "what do you want in a Legacy" topics on Boolprop.com feature more things people like, and a little less, "oh, yes, and here's ANOTHER thing I hate."  Aside from anything else, long lists of what everyone hates is not a way to encourage beginning writers.  When I think back on my first comments, Marina was one of the very first, and she kindly advised me to try to get closer pictures and fewer plumbbobs.  That first chapter is hideous.  If I had been reading long "what I hate" lists, I probably would have given up early on.  The main reason there are no simselves in the first few Squeaky Clean chapters is because I hadn't figured out how to make custom townies yet, and I didn't figure out what the heck camera mode was for ages.  I'm not always the most encouraging person in the world either, but hey:  most good legacies have a bumpy start. I know a lot of people don't finish legacies or get very far, because it's time consuming or they get bored, or because there are technical glitches.  But I don't quite like shooting people down in flames.

Also, I'm sure nobody really cares, but they decided to keep Taylor Lautner in the second *Twilight* movie.  I'm glad.  He worked really hard to show that he could do it.

Also, Sarah Palin gave an interview in which she screamed, pointed to a picture of Keith Olbermann, and said "that guy is EVIL!"  Keith had all KINDS of fun with that one, up to, and including, "MUAHAHAHA."

squeaky clean, sims 2, nose, twilight

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