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I am having one of those gross-feeling days, where I feel mildly delirious and feverish, but appear to be in disappointingly good health. I want a sick day, dammit. There are six inches of fresh snow outside, I am cold and moody, and want a valid excuse to lay about for a day, watching television and drinking chicken broth ( Read more... ) -
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Two things of import:
The first: I finished the penultimate bit of In Medias Res, and have only the epilogue left to write. I keep wanting to say IT'S DONE, LEAVE ME ALONE, but no, there will be an epilogue ( Read more... ) -
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One more day. I cannot wait for Christmas to be over. I'm counting today to be pretty slow at the bookstore. Which means I'm probably setting myself up for disappointment, but whatever. Also, last night, some stoned teenagers came into the store and told my manager and myself that we looked like siblings. AWKWARD ( Read more... ) -
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Right-ho, friends, I have been alerted to LJ's latest dick move, and have decided to dust off my old dreamwidth account and start cross-posting from there. I'm not going to make a big flouncy exit, but I do prefer DW's politics, if not their color scheme.
Here is me on DW. Add as you wish, and let me know if you're on there. (PS, does anyone else ( Read more... ) -
I am crawling under a rock and never coming out. Send double-stuff Oreos.
Apparently, this was the month of everyone coming to Chicago to hang out with me ( Read more... ) -
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I think I just had my first not-quite-dinner party. I invited a bunch of people over, and there was conversation and booze drinking, and I made various kinds of baked goods. Nobody made out, nobody threw up, no movies or youtube videos were watched, and nobody left half a burrito on the coffee table. This was by far the most adult party I've ever ( Read more... ) -
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Oh my god. I can't believe I made it through this week. I've worked the last four days, including Thanksgiving (with no holiday pay, because my company is run by the biggest corporate assholes imaginable), and consumed my own weight in food and wine yesterday. I don't believe I've gotten more than five hours of sleep a night since... last weekend? ( Read more... ) -
fic vignette: third eye [XMFC, PG13]
So I've been farting around with this vague notion of writing a sequel to the Logan Fixes Everything fic. This verse has already become my happy place, and instead of trying to force myself into thinking out a whole plot, I think I'm going to start posting related vignettes. Because I am tired, and work is annoying, and I'm sad about dropping out ( Read more... )
