Thank God that's over.

PDA is not natural to me, I hate being watched, and I hate having to prove to everyone around me that my marriage is valid through elaborate public rituals. It's none of your business, I want to snap. But no, since everyone else is talking about their plans and posting grandly about how devoted they are, my private life, by ( Read more... )

Learn to Sew tutorials, which I'll actually be reading as they keep posting them ( Read more... )

It's New Year's Day Observed, and yes, I know I'm lucky to get the day off. So, for the new year, how about a fun link ( Read more... )

I happened across both of these articles today on my usual paths. If I let myself ramble freely about both, I would use up the rest of the internet.

Geeks Get Eating Disorders, Too
Speed Dating at Comic-ConOn that second one. I think that there are fine, yet important, lines to be drawn between "has an interest in common" and "tolerates/accepts/ ( Read more... )

Note to self: switch to "rich text" to ditch that serif font. I am too used to writing in sans-serif. [Edit: Bah, but then you can't use any HTML at all. Blech ( Read more... )

Moving time means admitting what should go in the "I've played this once, I'm unlikely to do so again" pile. Plus a bit of the "oh yeah, we've got two copies of this" pile and the "well, this is streaming legally now, and I'd probably just watch it there" pile ( Read more... )

Saved today by sewing until there was nothing left in my head. Much better. - I'm on orders to not exercise until the stitches come out, and the resulting lack of - endorphins? Dopamine? Something - is making me very cranky. Hate it. At least I'm making my appointment for the removal tomorrow.

Anyway, yesterday was Jonathan Coulton & They Might Be ( Read more... )

Avatar: TLA and Song of Ice and Fire spoilers, and if you can still click through, HIGH FIVE.

( Crossovers that should not be, chapter 12 )

Ten stitches to the head: three on top, seven in the back. Tired, loopy, otherwise pretty good. Glad to be done. Back to work tomorrow. Aaaand that's that.

[edit: oops. Non-life-threatening situation. First time I've had surgery, though, so it was a little nerve-wracking.]

It only occurred to me afterward that that costume made me look at least a size bigger than I already am, possibly two, and it still looked effing fabulous.

So, nothing happened on Monday. ( argh. Health blather warning. )