1. Ugh, government. With the US Government Shutdown looming, I guess I shouldn't be complaining so much about my own petty issues, right? Amy's freaking out right now, since she was planning on working up until the end of May but has been having problems and was out of work all week this week and is going back to the doctor tomorrow and may just be under dr orders not to return to work until after the baby is born. But she and Cliff were already stressing about money issues when they were planning on her working until the end of May, so this is like losing two months of her income, which is bad enough. And if something happens where the Navy doesn't get their pay in full and/or on time, they're gonna be fucked. And Amy's a worrier anyway, and worry and stress isn't good for the baby. I wasn't planning on going to Norfolk next weekend, but we might.
From a link via
pjvilar:
Military Families Could Be Deeply Impacted By ShutdownFrom my local news site:
What would a government shutdown mean to you? From CNN:
What would be shut down? 2. As stolen from
kerrikins, I really hope that nobody on my flist thinks this, but The attacks on LJ have nothing to do with who OWNS the site. They have to do with who USES the site.
From Putin Watch:
Cyber War On Russian Activist BloggersFrom the Moscow Times:
State Blamed in Livejournal Attack 3. Link via
apiphile:
10 Reasons to Stop Apologizing for Your Online Life 4. Today's weirdism: When I get up to pee in the middle of the night, I always stop by the boys' bedroom to flip on their bedroom light and make sure their in their beds and breathing. Not that I think they're gonna disappear or anything; they both have this bad habit of falling out of bed. I also always stop in the kitchen for a drink of water, even if I'm not thirsty.
5. Did I tell yall we got pet rats? If not, remind me and I'll tell yall about them and post pics. But one of them, Penny, likes to sit here on my belly while I'm typing. She's cute. :)
6. I think I'm gonna buy these for Easter:
Thumper,
Bambi,
Flower, and
Miss Bunny 7. Opening weekend for the Salem Red Sox is this weekend. I'm not really feeling them, but I think we're gonna go Saturday night. It's just not the same since we switched affiliations. Stupid Boston.
8. My niece Bree will be 3 in a couple weeks (She's my baby that waited on me to fly home from Texas before she was born! Lol.) told her momma that I was getting her a ZhuZhu Puppy for her birthday. I don't even know what that is!! Apparently I have to figure it out and find one, though. Also, they were talking about something tonight and she said "life isn't fair" and her momma asked her where she heard that and she said "Aunt Tabby says it all the time!" Haha.
9. Update from The Used:
Update! We've been in the studio doin some shits and writin some shits and took some shits and them shits is soundin good......... Shits! ♥
10. Um. I think one of my friends is writing fic about him and his fiancee on facebook? I don't know whether to be amused or disturbed? Here, read this and you tell me: He'd been watching Tim for weeks. Everything about the mortal was compelling: his intelligent green eyes, his kind smile, the way he carried his sexy muscular body… even the books he read and the subjects he studied. Neil followed Tim whenever he could. Eventually, Neil wanted to do more than just watch. And opportunity or perhaps fate had presented itself.
Neil should never have flirted with Tim . He definitely should not have kissed him. But he couldn't help it. Neil was already intrigued and that kiss had increased things exponentially. And judging by the younger man's reaction, their desire was mutual.
Neil had been so tempted to lean in close, to whisper an invitation in his ear, draw the younger man away from the protection of the crowds. To take him where they could be alone and no one could intrude upon them. Tim would have gone willingly, Neil was sure of that. He'd felt how turned on Tim had been when they kissed earlier, not to mention how Tim had arched his body into his. The vampire's mouth filled with longing and hunger, his teeth ached with need.
Neil craned his neck around the corner and found Tim instantly, laughing amid a group of men. Some were interested in Tim , standing too closely to him, giving off what the interlopers probably thought were charming smiles. And Tim smiled back. Neil pushed back the burning jealousy. His lips pulled away, revealing a fierce display of sharp white teeth.
Neil knew he had no right to have such thoughts, to be so possessive. But he couldn't help it: he wanted Tim , perhaps more than he'd ever wanted anything. Even though that desire could be the death of both of them....