*pouts*
So, my wife, stuck in the Midwest on the other side of that blizzard. Leaving me ALL ALONE :*(
Yeah, I'm not a Christmas celebration type person, but it is still "traditionally" a day where we sleep in, put eggnog in the coffee, go see a movie and then make some ridiculous dinner. We had planned on seeing Sherlock Holmes this evening, and I've got a mostly defrosted crown rib roast sitting in my refrigerator. They'll both keep a couple of days, at least.
What will not keep, however, are theater tickets, so PORTLAND PEOPLE! If you are listening. I have two [2] General Admission tickets to tomorrow's sold out matinee of David Sedaris's The SantaLand Diaries. Production's Site.
Basically, FREE TO A GOOD HOME. $80 value. I don't want to deal with Craigslist and people I don't know, PLUS, I am without transportation, so they have to be picked up through ME (likely @ the nearby Starbucks so I'll at least have to get dressed and not invite internet!people to my apartment) out in the SE suburbs, and I am epically bad with people. But, I know there are a few of you that are local and might want to go and/or might know someone who does? Merry Christmas?
(or they get tossed unused into the box of "we went on a date" ticket stubs M and I have been saving for 7 years. Whatever)
In non-pouting news: William Beckett, still maddening. Okay, I GET why people become scary fangirls now. OMG The Checkmarks Video . They aren't even really doing anything, and yet my brain repeatedly short-circuits from his hotness. I think I might need to spend more time respecting his as a person or something.
ALSO: It occurs to me that Brendon Urie is sort of the John Sheppard of bandom? All tiny and queer and rejected by his family....
Also, Gerard Way would be the world's awesomest youth librarian, y/OMFG Y!/ WTF? (directs attention to Librarian!Gee icon) He'd be all whispery and flaily and earnest and sneak in the coolest comics and try to get kids to STOP READING FUCKING TWILIGHT ALREADY because it sends the wrong messages. He would hold late night library adventures for teens in which he and totally!illogical!librarian!Frankie do homoerotic dramatic readings of Dracula . Meanwhile, Bob runs the check out desk and makes sure no one makes off with the current bestsellers and Ray is that guy in the information booth whom you ask really random questions too and Mikey keeps wanting to expand the music section, but mostly just shelves books all day.
Yeah, I'm not a Christmas celebration type person, but it is still "traditionally" a day where we sleep in, put eggnog in the coffee, go see a movie and then make some ridiculous dinner. We had planned on seeing Sherlock Holmes this evening, and I've got a mostly defrosted crown rib roast sitting in my refrigerator. They'll both keep a couple of days, at least.
What will not keep, however, are theater tickets, so PORTLAND PEOPLE! If you are listening. I have two [2] General Admission tickets to tomorrow's sold out matinee of David Sedaris's The SantaLand Diaries. Production's Site.
Basically, FREE TO A GOOD HOME. $80 value. I don't want to deal with Craigslist and people I don't know, PLUS, I am without transportation, so they have to be picked up through ME (likely @ the nearby Starbucks so I'll at least have to get dressed and not invite internet!people to my apartment) out in the SE suburbs, and I am epically bad with people. But, I know there are a few of you that are local and might want to go and/or might know someone who does? Merry Christmas?
(or they get tossed unused into the box of "we went on a date" ticket stubs M and I have been saving for 7 years. Whatever)
In non-pouting news: William Beckett, still maddening. Okay, I GET why people become scary fangirls now. OMG The Checkmarks Video . They aren't even really doing anything, and yet my brain repeatedly short-circuits from his hotness. I think I might need to spend more time respecting his as a person or something.
ALSO: It occurs to me that Brendon Urie is sort of the John Sheppard of bandom? All tiny and queer and rejected by his family....
Also, Gerard Way would be the world's awesomest youth librarian, y/OMFG Y!/ WTF? (directs attention to Librarian!Gee icon) He'd be all whispery and flaily and earnest and sneak in the coolest comics and try to get kids to STOP READING FUCKING TWILIGHT ALREADY because it sends the wrong messages. He would hold late night library adventures for teens in which he and totally!illogical!librarian!Frankie do homoerotic dramatic readings of Dracula . Meanwhile, Bob runs the check out desk and makes sure no one makes off with the current bestsellers and Ray is that guy in the information booth whom you ask really random questions too and Mikey keeps wanting to expand the music section, but mostly just shelves books all day.