Dear NFL: Seriously? Why are you taking so long to pick up Sidbury? ):
Apparently, every time I try to put down something in this space to not have my last post be full of unbecoming negativity, I leave it unfinished because it's some sort of thing that requires more effort (thoughtful post, chronologue of recipes, random self-made quiz that is probably too obscure for school) than I really need. So here is another post, full of normal banal postiness!
I went to bed at 5 or something last night/this morning after playing duenna for my housemate. Well, and also, we were watching Spy Game (which I then promptly rated on Criticker. It's a sickness, and I know the cause. *shakes fist*). Not that this would normally be an issue, as many of you know, except that I got up at 9 this morning for day 2 of the draft because NFL Network (okay, true, but they've been being pretty funny) lied because it wants more viewers. It's now nearly 12:30 and I still feel like I just got up. I mean, I am making phonetic typos, and I gnerally don't do that until it's pretty late at night. If nothing else, hopefully this will lead to me going to bed at a reasonable hour tonight. Used to be, I would follow that with a "ha ha, psych, everyone knows I will just hit my second/third stride and stay up until 6 or 7 this time," but these days it's more of a 50/50. So we shall see what we shall see. And what we have seen so far is DISPLEASING. C'mon, Sidbury's a *great* pick! Also I have been watching for two and a half hours today, and six hours yesterday, I feel cheated. Granted, I didn't necessarily need to tune in for the first round, but it made for a good excuse.
Also last night, I finally more or less perfected my personal BBQ sauce blend (I'm a home cook! It's important, dammit! >_<). Rather sad that only the bot acknowledged that as the achievement it was, as, bot being bot, he then proceeded to imply I was slow off the mark for taking so long. Well, bah! Says I. 'Cause I's not the one who got my ribs busted in combatives, then had to work on a Sunday when I thought I didn't have to, thus not be able to spend time with my friend who came to visit. <.< Although I am actually not bitter; it was a lot of fun, and I always surprise myself by actually enjoying the drive. The fact that it involves me getting to go contra dancing and seeing nice weather don't hurt, neither. XD Neither does actually sleeping in a real bed most nights I go. At least half, anyway.
I believe I was going to end with something else, but now I don't remember what it was. Story of my life. 8D
I went to bed at 5 or something last night/this morning after playing duenna for my housemate. Well, and also, we were watching Spy Game (which I then promptly rated on Criticker. It's a sickness, and I know the cause. *shakes fist*). Not that this would normally be an issue, as many of you know, except that I got up at 9 this morning for day 2 of the draft because NFL Network (okay, true, but they've been being pretty funny) lied because it wants more viewers. It's now nearly 12:30 and I still feel like I just got up. I mean, I am making phonetic typos, and I gnerally don't do that until it's pretty late at night. If nothing else, hopefully this will lead to me going to bed at a reasonable hour tonight. Used to be, I would follow that with a "ha ha, psych, everyone knows I will just hit my second/third stride and stay up until 6 or 7 this time," but these days it's more of a 50/50. So we shall see what we shall see. And what we have seen so far is DISPLEASING. C'mon, Sidbury's a *great* pick! Also I have been watching for two and a half hours today, and six hours yesterday, I feel cheated. Granted, I didn't necessarily need to tune in for the first round, but it made for a good excuse.
Also last night, I finally more or less perfected my personal BBQ sauce blend (I'm a home cook! It's important, dammit! >_<). Rather sad that only the bot acknowledged that as the achievement it was, as, bot being bot, he then proceeded to imply I was slow off the mark for taking so long. Well, bah! Says I. 'Cause I's not the one who got my ribs busted in combatives, then had to work on a Sunday when I thought I didn't have to, thus not be able to spend time with my friend who came to visit. <.< Although I am actually not bitter; it was a lot of fun, and I always surprise myself by actually enjoying the drive. The fact that it involves me getting to go contra dancing and seeing nice weather don't hurt, neither. XD Neither does actually sleeping in a real bed most nights I go. At least half, anyway.
I believe I was going to end with something else, but now I don't remember what it was. Story of my life. 8D