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Five things that make me happy right now:
1. I still have three-quarters of a case of Smirnoff Grape left.
2. I'm going to go to the movies tomorrow, which I haven't done in weeks, if not months.
3. My shows are coming back from hiatus in the next couple of weeks! \o/
4.
apocalyptothon submissions are almost due, so I can start assigning stuff next week.
5. I slept for ten hours last night, which is longer than I've let myself sleep in a while.
Bonus: Shear Genius!
I just. DR. BOOGIE. People walk up to him and say, "Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Bob," and he says, "Hi, I'm Dr. Boogie." And nobody bats an eyelash. Nobody on this show goes, "Wait, you REALLY call yourself Dr. Boogie?!" He just IS.
Does his mom call him Dr. Boogie? Because if she does, I think that's my moment of zen.
I don't know why that makes me ridiculously giddy, and yet. *beams*
And also, "I'm not gay or anything, but ..." Compared to what, my darling?
I'm disappointed Paul-Jean's gone because he was delightfully bitchy, but they're all delightfully bitchy, so I'll take it. (Yes, even Tabatha, who scares me in ways I can't even begin to describe. It's partly her attitude and partly her weird face.)
And Tyson! And Theodore! I kind of love and hate Theodore all at the same time because he is dorky and quiet in a way that's a little grating sometimes, and yet at the same time I want to pat him on the head and put him in my pocket and keep him like the cute little gay puppy boy he is. And I love Tyson (talent or lack thereof be damned) if for no other reason than I adore the clothes he wears, particularly that Sgt. Pepper coat he wore to the model selection. He's very, "I'm going to be a rock star when I get my hands on some growth hormone!"
Oh, and they're all living in the same house! No separate suites for different sexes! Everybody in the same house this time! With these people, I approve muchly. :)
I really want to wear a skirt today but it's cold and gross out and I think I'm running to the store later to get chicken to make jambalaya. Eh, it's only two blocks away. I'll live. I'll have cold legs, but I'll live.
I completely forgot tomorrow is Remix day until
musesfool mentioned it. ACK. I'm going to have to go over mine sometime today before putting it up there, which is going to take time away from working on my Bigbang. Of course, sitting here writing up an LJ post instead of writing takes time away from my Bigbang, too, but I've convinced myself that it doesn't really count. It's work-related! Honest!
1. I still have three-quarters of a case of Smirnoff Grape left.
2. I'm going to go to the movies tomorrow, which I haven't done in weeks, if not months.
3. My shows are coming back from hiatus in the next couple of weeks! \o/
4.
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5. I slept for ten hours last night, which is longer than I've let myself sleep in a while.
Bonus: Shear Genius!
I just. DR. BOOGIE. People walk up to him and say, "Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Bob," and he says, "Hi, I'm Dr. Boogie." And nobody bats an eyelash. Nobody on this show goes, "Wait, you REALLY call yourself Dr. Boogie?!" He just IS.
Does his mom call him Dr. Boogie? Because if she does, I think that's my moment of zen.
I don't know why that makes me ridiculously giddy, and yet. *beams*
And also, "I'm not gay or anything, but ..." Compared to what, my darling?
I'm disappointed Paul-Jean's gone because he was delightfully bitchy, but they're all delightfully bitchy, so I'll take it. (Yes, even Tabatha, who scares me in ways I can't even begin to describe. It's partly her attitude and partly her weird face.)
And Tyson! And Theodore! I kind of love and hate Theodore all at the same time because he is dorky and quiet in a way that's a little grating sometimes, and yet at the same time I want to pat him on the head and put him in my pocket and keep him like the cute little gay puppy boy he is. And I love Tyson (talent or lack thereof be damned) if for no other reason than I adore the clothes he wears, particularly that Sgt. Pepper coat he wore to the model selection. He's very, "I'm going to be a rock star when I get my hands on some growth hormone!"
Oh, and they're all living in the same house! No separate suites for different sexes! Everybody in the same house this time! With these people, I approve muchly. :)
I really want to wear a skirt today but it's cold and gross out and I think I'm running to the store later to get chicken to make jambalaya. Eh, it's only two blocks away. I'll live. I'll have cold legs, but I'll live.
I completely forgot tomorrow is Remix day until
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