Ugh.

I just wrote a whole post with references to things I had to look up to be correct on, and I didn't make sure my cursor was still in the message box when I went back to the post page, so when I backspaced to fix a mistake, it took me off the page. Then it offered me a draft, so I happily clicked it, but it was the draft of the last post I made ( Read more... )

 The other evening, I could barely hold myself together (I almost lost it when I was told I couldn't watch episode six of Agent Carter, when I'd waited a week to see five and six together). I succeeded until my daughter's boyfriend blocked my train cars (during a board game) and instead of making a good showing, I came in dead last. By a long ways ( Read more... )

Diego's always been on the lookout for his other half. And he finds her while on vacation a thousand miles from home.

Lavender doesn't want a man in her life, not when it means exposing that she's trans. Fortunately, Diego's only in LA for a week. She can enjoy his attentions without him finding out her secret. But how can she not fall in love ( Read more... )

 I was talking about my 1001 Nights story to a trapped coworker (she was eating lunch in the break room but not on her phone and she didn't try to change the subject, so I guess she didn't mind)  about my discovery that I needed to come up with some form of government to take over once the Dragon King moves on after conquering a city-state. She ( Read more... )

I hate research. I spent hours yesterday and didn't find a word I liked for the storyteller/bard/skald/balladeer in my 1001 Nights story (which might be only 11 days long) or what to call a leather crafter (someone who buys already tanned leather and sells belts and harnesses) without using the term "-smith" because then I have to call the guy who ( Read more... )

 My Christmas drabble collection that would have been longer had I not worked ten hours for three days in a row.

Blue Christmas

"I'll have a blue Christmas without you," Kev sang into the phone.

Jon sighed. "Blue balls won't kill you."

He'd just wish he was dead. "You're doing alright with your Christmas of white..."

"I'm going without too," ( Read more... )

I've been putting up ninja Christmas Drabbles based on Christmas songs as comments to people's posts. If you haven't got one and would like one (and you're on my friend's list), post before Christmas. I still have three without homes (and more if I can figure out vague songs like Silver Bells or specific songs like Rudolph). I'll post them all soon ( Read more... )

 Last week I had nothing to read, then it occurred to me that that was mostly my fault. I hadn't posted anything in a while. Then when I finally got a day off and had to get a new keyboard because tea had been spilled into mine and even after it was dry, my alphabet looked like this: abcegijklmnoqrstuvwxy (before it was much worse. My A came with a ( Read more... )

I cut myself the other day. I knew to put the broken glass in the trash BEFORE I threw the rest of the garbage away, keeping in safely in the middle. Only I didn't. So about an hour later, when I pushed down on the trash to see if I could get any more in, I pushed a triangular ¼" thick piece of glass into my wrist. I'm just lucky that I pushed slow ( Read more... )

 I feel like I was somewhere else for the last couple months. I'm still not all the way back yet, but I've caught up on all the internet that doesn't involve thinking/learning skills. I have two days off in a row with one of those days covered by someone who knows what she's about.

My manager came in yesterday to buy something for a funeral. She ( Read more... )