Going to bed way, way, way too late, but man oh man was it an enjoyable evening playing Titan Quest with my man. It's like Baldur's Gate... without the sweltering temperature of the living room. I've got a staff with a skull and feathers and horns. This makes me happy. It's really not difficult to make me happy after 2am ( Read more... )

This morning's bit of serendipity: driving past a sign that says, "You can be 100% certain," while listening to Ceremony. Yes, I know. I do appreciate the reassurance, though ( Read more... )

I can breathe today all nice and proper, which is a nice change from yesterday, when I was so full of snot that I easily went through half a box of tissues here at work. Worth it, of course, given that the cold's a result of some marvelous making out with the husband, but I'm glad it was short-lived, gone for the weekend ( Read more... )

Swimming in Justin-love today. He made this for me two and a half years ago, and I still love it.

It is also a Milk Rock kind of day. I think I'd have a hard time convincing Justin that And One and Takako Minekawa belong together, but I might try anyway.

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[22.34.10] Dustin: It strikes me as the Japanese interpretation of metal by way of the fucking Monkees ( Read more... )

Totally slacking for the last fifteen minutes of work. Today was relentless, even more so than yesterday or Friday, both of which kicked my ass really fucking hard. I don't like these changes here at work one goddamned bit. I used to feel like I was getting shit done. Now, I feel like I'm hardly doing anything despite also feeling like I'm working ( Read more... )

Fuck his motherboard.

Seriously? Is he something I'm not allowed, too, until I get my shit together? Cuz that ain't fucking fair. You gotta think about him, world. Doesn't he deserve a little loving at least, even if I'm still on the slacker shitlist ( Read more... )

Also. My dreamlife has slowly been kicking up again, certainly helped by getting to bed earlier in general ( Read more... )

Mom's finally home. I know it's only two days after the surgery, but there'd been some hopeful expectation that it would be an in and out sort of thing, that she'd have been home yesterday, and even then only so late because the doctor insisted she stay overnight. Wednesday, we were at the hospital at about 10am. Surgery was scheduled for noon. We ( Read more... )

Two things I don't like about J's new job: being nudged bedward before midnight; having to drag him out of bed in the morning.

Three things I very much like about J's new job: lunching together; NPR and conversation on the drive home; waking up next to him and knowing it won't be ten hours before I'll see him again.