It drives me up a wall when people post lengthy and/or spoilery fics without lj-cuts. Grr. And I'm NOT talking about anyone on my flist. Trust me. I would mention it to you directly.

Does anyone have ANY ideas for how I can write a fic for kissbingo for the prompt "butterfly kisses" that doesn't involve me writing a freaking kidfic? I'm plotting out my card, and that one prompt is standing in the way of me pulling off a blackout. I don't write cutesy kidfic. Period.

If you don't know the fandoms I'll write for, look here.

I'm in a cranky mood and will be picspamming later. Expect pretty men by midnight. Or tomorrow. I'm feeling lazy, and dinner is taking for freaking ever.

(I love how most of the "bad mood" pics in my mood theme are Eliot.)

My ability to compulsively check my flist has been marred by the troll on scificons who posted disgusting pictures that have nothing to do with sci-fi or icons. It would be nice to have a "hide" feature on LJ.

The neighbor's freaking dog is barking again.

Some idiot in our apartment building has a dog, and the thing has been barking constantly ALL EVENING.

Edit: STILL BARKING.

Edit: STILL BARKING! You'd think it would have lost its little doggie voice by now.

This is old news, but I haven't bitched about it yet.

SyFy Fridays Smacked to TuesdaysI remember the good old days when the Sci-Fi Channel still had a proper name and science fiction was still the cornerstone of the network ( Read more... )

So I have iced tea. And I put it in the freezer to chill it.

Now...

It's literally iced tea.

Giant-sized Christmas bags were not made to hold a shit ton of groceries ( Read more... )

I just fell in my living room and bashed my leg up pretty good. I was walking out of the living room when I heard a sound outside. I was curious, so I turned to walk toward the window and stepped on the plug to my heating pad (ironic, huh). I jerked away from the plug, lost my balanced and wound up kissing the floor ( Read more... )