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[apocalypsos]

-- NEW KITTEN! Not mine, but my mom's. Whatever. Kitten! *flails* His name is Riley and he's all pale even at his points except for his nose being very very brown, and his eyes are scary-pale blue. However, I was unable to abduct him and bring him back to my place. Curses! *shakes fist at sky*

Pictures to come tomorrow, I think.

-- I was going to skip out on work tonight because I still felt like crap, but I went anyway and lucked out when they sent a few people home early and asked me first. Hence why I'm now posting. :) Oh, and number of times people responded to my complaints of being sick with, "Oh, maybe you're pregnant!" -- Four. Oh, my God, SHUT UP. You know how much I would love to be pregnant? Bunches and bunches. But I'm not, and I'm not even a position for that to be an option, and you asking me if I am fucking hurts, thanks so much.

-- I came home today to find the box to ship back my laptop tucked between my screen door and the front door. I had to laugh because the last I've seen one of these boxes I was still working at DHL and they were all over the damn place. And seriously, you have no idea how happy I am that it's shipping through FedEx. (Not that that's much of an improvement, but still.) Of course, I still have to hide the porn or take it off the computer or something. Heh.

-- Well, I'm home. I might as well work on fic. *thumbs up*

EDIT: Also, seeing that Army commercial that says, "As a citizen and a soldier in the US Army ..." makes me think of Starship Troopers.

Oh, and I'm rewatching "Smith and Jones" and Martha was getting ready for her brother's party and listening to Morgenstern's radio interview, and he said that thing about, "Mr. Saxon was right, there is life out there," and ... bwahahaha. I still haven't caught up with the end of the season yet but I remember watching this episode the first couple of times wondering if I was missing something and I was supposed to know who Mr. Saxon was. Heh.

Comments

[mercymydarling.livejournal.com]

I hate the "You must be pregnant, lol!" people, like, intensely. Intensely.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

I hate that question only slightly more than I hate, "Why are you mad at me? Are you PMS-ing?" *growls* No, it's not PMS, you're just a jackass.

[mercymydarling.livejournal.com]

OH WOW, my biggest pet peeve ever. And yet one more reason that I hate my best friend's fiancee. Every time she gets even slightly annoyed with him, he blames it on her being pregnant (which she is, frequently) and thus hormonal, and if she's not pregnant, then "It must be your time of the month". I throttle him in my mind often.

Hmm.

[seferin.livejournal.com]

Want me to send chocolate?

[dangerusliasons.livejournal.com]

Working on fic is good!

[james-translate.livejournal.com]

KITTEN YAYE!

(pregnancy and PMS remarks deserve a Darth Vader throttling)