Lalala.

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(Note to self: tagging meta for the comment.)

So I went in for my annual exam today. Well, it's a bit of a misnomer to call it an annual, since my last one was over a year ago (bad me!), but, man, did it go fast. I was in and out of there in probably under five minutes. I take back my previous hesitance to make use of my Kaiser membership. My doctor was not only nice, but efficient and informative. Rock. I think I still need to look into this whole HPV vaccine a bit more, but I'm glad she reminded me about it.

So, PSA for the day, for those with the pertinent biological parts: remember to get your annual pap smear and do your breast exams once a month. Your health will thank you.

Of course, I make this PSA because I hardly ever remember to do my BSEs. *resolves to remind self more often*

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remixthedrabble sign ups are still open for a few more days, lalala. And we could use a few folks just offering up their fiction to be remixed, if any of you might be so inclined in that direction.

I'm excited about this round because we have some new fandoms and participants. \o/ It is shaping up to be full of remixly goodness. Although I'm going a bit cross-eyed from the three spreadsheets I'm using to do matching, ahaha. Funny that all that time as a secretary at a CPA I didn't learn to use spreadsheets but that fandom is inspiring me to do so. *g*

Also, super huge thanks to those who've been putting up pointers in their journal. *smooches*

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I have the worst backache. Maria (my friend/former teacher/hypotherapist/intuitive medicine healer among other things) recommend trying a hot bath with 1lb. of baking soda and 1lb. of sea salt (and soaking for absolutely no longer than ten minutes). I have two containers of baking soda on my desk right now, but I realized looking at them today that I don't know how to measure out a pound. There isn't a scale in the house. Um. *is at a loss*

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I am writing a thing and it is going well. Yay! I'm about 2,200 words in and I don't hate it, which I take as a very good sign. And that's all I'm going to say, because I'm feeling superstitious and I don't want to jinx it.

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UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH.

LAUGHING BOYS.

"That's not--that's pretty depressing." UGH, JON WALKER, YOUR ADORABLENESS CONTINUES TO CRUSH MY HEART OUT OF EXISTENCE.

"Do I look like this?" AND RYAN ROSS, YOUR FEIGNED INDIGNANCE (OR *IS* IT?) MAKES ME GIGGLE LIKE A RIDICULOUS GIGGLING MACHINE.

"We have more hair and we have more shit." AND SPENCER SMITH, YOUR NEVERENDING FOUNT OF SNARK IS A CONTINUAL BRIGHT POINT IN MY LIFE.

I don't even know what to say to Brendon. Other than: AMISH AU, PLZ? BRENDON WITH A BEARD AND RYAN WITH A TINY CUTE HAT AND JON WALKER AND HIS DONKEY, AM I RIGHT? Also, please let Spencer be God. Because, just, yes. There is not enough fic out there featuring Spencer Smith as CONTROLLER OF THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE.

God, this is why during normal waking hours I have to fucking scroll past Panic videos on my friendslist. I CAN'T HANDLE THIS KIND OF INCAPACITATION AT 3PM, JESUS.

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Hmmmm, I have lots of things in my head I've been thinking of making entries about. The topics include:

• My top ten totally ridiculous bandom organizing projects
• As an off-shoot of that, why it's *way* more important for RPF canon to be organized in a central location than it is media fandoms
• My tl;dr thoughts on commenting/replying to comments on fanwork and etiquette thereof
• With possible diversions to my Really Deep Epiphanies about how I think the majority of comments left, in general, are about the commenter rather than the original poster and the majority of my replies are about me rather than the commenter
• How the *hell* I can ever tag for genres in del.icio.us in a way that doesn't kill my soul
• How I learned to stop worrying and love the all lowercase
• A textual dump of all the emotional junk that's been coming up lately, including but not limited to: anger issues, self worth issues, and a whole host of questions I have about what is at the end of the whole spiritual journey, anyway?
• An icon tutorial of some sort, probably involving my disgustingly time-consuming smudging at 5,000% zoom techniques.
• My list of favorite Firefox extensions and favorite posts about del.icio.us.
• A food (and bonus moss!) picspam

I won't lie. I made this list in partial hope that if someone commented on one of the above topics (well, except for the emotionality one), I could just brain dump on you there and save myself the trouble of making a coherent entry. My extreme laziness, let me show you it! I'm probably motivated enough to do the picspam and the post about Firefox, but, man, organizing my thoughts hasn't been that easy this past week. My mind is allll over the place.

And a list seems like a good place to end this. To bed with me.