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some things in no particular order:
1. Ahahahahahaha, so I woke up this morning to SEVENTY FIVE EMAILS from various points in the last week because apparently Gmail hates me, so if I owe you a comment response/email, I AM SUPER DUPER SORRY, I WILL GET ON THAT STAT.
2. APOLOGIES FOR HOW I LIGHTWEIGHT VANISHED, I WAS ILL AND THEN I WAS...ER...LAZY AND ILL? BUT I AM BACK NOW.
3. I've pretty much spent the last week mainlining Psych, largely because jdfnjdkfhdjskf James Roday. His face! His hilarity! His perfectly pronounced Spanish, Jesus fucking Christ. And, also, hello Dule Hill, I have missed you and your gorgeousness desperately since I crushed on you during The West Wing (which, I mean, seriously, that show as a young teen, do not even get me started--it was all, "Bradley Whitford! Rob Lowe! Dule Hill!" and I was all, "I am not even quite old enough to understand the wish to be in my bunk, but...but I think that's where I want to be"). Do not worry, though, Inception still holds my heart; I am currently writing one Psych fic and, um, I believe 15 Inception ones, so have no fear.
However, for the record, it's not like you can blame me, because these men? VERY ATTRACTIVE.
4. OH MY GOD I AM SO BEHIND ON FIC WRITING MY MUSES WERE ASLEEP ALL WEEK BECAUSE I WAS SICK AND GROSS AND NOW I FEEL BETTER AND AM BACK IN MY COFFEESHOP AND GOING OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHINGGGGGGGG OH MY FUCKING GOD, SO, YOU KNOW, THERE IS THAT.
5. Happy Chanukah, fellow Jews on my flist! Happy first week of December, everybody else! ALL THE HEARTS FOR YOU GUYS. ALL OF THEM. ♥ ♥ ♥
6. EDITED TO ADD: I HAVE JUST REALIZED THAT BETWEEN MY ICON, MY MOODTHEME, AND THESE PICTURES, THIS POST FEATURES PHOTOS OF TOM HARDY, JGL, DULE HILL AND JAMES RODAY. CLEARLY THIS SHOULD BE MY NEW GOAL IN EVERY POST.
2. APOLOGIES FOR HOW I LIGHTWEIGHT VANISHED, I WAS ILL AND THEN I WAS...ER...LAZY AND ILL? BUT I AM BACK NOW.
3. I've pretty much spent the last week mainlining Psych, largely because jdfnjdkfhdjskf James Roday. His face! His hilarity! His perfectly pronounced Spanish, Jesus fucking Christ. And, also, hello Dule Hill, I have missed you and your gorgeousness desperately since I crushed on you during The West Wing (which, I mean, seriously, that show as a young teen, do not even get me started--it was all, "Bradley Whitford! Rob Lowe! Dule Hill!" and I was all, "I am not even quite old enough to understand the wish to be in my bunk, but...but I think that's where I want to be"). Do not worry, though, Inception still holds my heart; I am currently writing one Psych fic and, um, I believe 15 Inception ones, so have no fear.
However, for the record, it's not like you can blame me, because these men? VERY ATTRACTIVE.
4. OH MY GOD I AM SO BEHIND ON FIC WRITING MY MUSES WERE ASLEEP ALL WEEK BECAUSE I WAS SICK AND GROSS AND NOW I FEEL BETTER AND AM BACK IN MY COFFEESHOP AND GOING OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHINGGGGGGGG OH MY FUCKING GOD, SO, YOU KNOW, THERE IS THAT.
5. Happy Chanukah, fellow Jews on my flist! Happy first week of December, everybody else! ALL THE HEARTS FOR YOU GUYS. ALL OF THEM. ♥ ♥ ♥
6. EDITED TO ADD: I HAVE JUST REALIZED THAT BETWEEN MY ICON, MY MOODTHEME, AND THESE PICTURES, THIS POST FEATURES PHOTOS OF TOM HARDY, JGL, DULE HILL AND JAMES RODAY. CLEARLY THIS SHOULD BE MY NEW GOAL IN EVERY POST.
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Yesterday I thought the elevator was haunting me. Trufax.
RIGHT? RIGHT? AREN'T THEY STUNNING?
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The other day the elevator stopped when I was the only person in it, and all the lights went out, and I stood there and thought about how I was going to have to eat my own arm to survive.
It started working again in a minute or so, so I did not have an arm feast, alas. I'm sure I would have been very tasty.
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I was in my parking garage, right, paying the machine so I could go to my car and the elevator just...opened. NO ONE WAS THERE, NO ONE PRESSED THE BUTTON, IT JUST OPENED BY ITSELF, AND THEN IT STAYED OPEN LIKE IT WANTED TO FUCKING EAT ME AND THEN, OMINOUSLY, THE DOORS CLOSED AND THEN HALF OPENED AND CLOSED AGAIN.
...AND THEN I TOOK THE STAIRS.
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MAYBE YOU SHOULD EXORCISE THE ELEVATOR THOUGH, JUST IN CASE.
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IT WILL HAVE TO BE