Frances isn't supposed to be here for another two days at least, but you wouldn't know it by the thunderstorm going on outside. Man, living in Florida, I've seen rain, but this is looking minimum tropical-storm caliber with those winds and the total lack of visibility. *hugs Miranda close* She thinks she's going to class in it, but she's mistaken.
Went to bed around 8:45 this morning thinking my alarm will wake me for Ethics at ten. Aren't I cute? Yeah, that's what I thought too while rolling out of bed around one.
Never mentioned why I did that fandom roundup, eh? I haven't really commented on any fandom news in about two and a half weeks, because reading LJ has been a two-hour-per-night exercise of reading personal posts, updating my own journal, saving pictures, and leaving any fannish news as an open tab because that's all I had time for. Needless to say, that could only go on for so long, and I didn't get to it this weekend given the general listlessness and denial of the bitterness I was in fact harboring over the Desk Chief issue, but this morning nobody could stop me. Paid the price later, but this felt more important to make right. My world needs sparkles, damnit.
It seems Thanksgiving's come early. I'm just so happy with my living arrangements and the way this semester worked out. Not to mention my imminent smugness when the new Desk Chief turns out to be an incompetent heel.
*ahem*
Anyhow. Things I'm grateful for:
- Oregon Trail on my computer (thank you,
trollprincess)
- Being able to eat midnight dinner with Miranda in our kitchen and talk about things that slipped our minds/we just didn't have words for earlier in the day.
- Staci. For being herself. Couldn't love her any more than I do, and every time she wants me to not answer the phone or take me to aerobics or just plain old put me on house arrest so I don't go to work is no less endearing than the last.
- JC opening his mouth. I rarely don't like the result, whatever the topic.
- The prospect of my birthday road trip to Mississippi with some of my favorite girls and the ultimate end result of Lance.
- Fic. Just, yeah.
- Conaaan! Have I mentioned? Next time I'm in New York, I'm gonna stand in front of Rockefeller Plaza until I run into him.
Happy Tuesday! And for those of us who shrieked with delight, happy release of the first season of Star Trek on DVD day!
Went to bed around 8:45 this morning thinking my alarm will wake me for Ethics at ten. Aren't I cute? Yeah, that's what I thought too while rolling out of bed around one.
Never mentioned why I did that fandom roundup, eh? I haven't really commented on any fandom news in about two and a half weeks, because reading LJ has been a two-hour-per-night exercise of reading personal posts, updating my own journal, saving pictures, and leaving any fannish news as an open tab because that's all I had time for. Needless to say, that could only go on for so long, and I didn't get to it this weekend given the general listlessness and denial of the bitterness I was in fact harboring over the Desk Chief issue, but this morning nobody could stop me. Paid the price later, but this felt more important to make right. My world needs sparkles, damnit.
It seems Thanksgiving's come early. I'm just so happy with my living arrangements and the way this semester worked out. Not to mention my imminent smugness when the new Desk Chief turns out to be an incompetent heel.
*ahem*
Anyhow. Things I'm grateful for:
- Oregon Trail on my computer (thank you,
- Being able to eat midnight dinner with Miranda in our kitchen and talk about things that slipped our minds/we just didn't have words for earlier in the day.
- Staci. For being herself. Couldn't love her any more than I do, and every time she wants me to not answer the phone or take me to aerobics or just plain old put me on house arrest so I don't go to work is no less endearing than the last.
- JC opening his mouth. I rarely don't like the result, whatever the topic.
- The prospect of my birthday road trip to Mississippi with some of my favorite girls and the ultimate end result of Lance.
- Fic. Just, yeah.
- Conaaan! Have I mentioned? Next time I'm in New York, I'm gonna stand in front of Rockefeller Plaza until I run into him.
Happy Tuesday! And for those of us who shrieked with delight, happy release of the first season of Star Trek on DVD day!