They'll adopt me shortly. You'll see.
Apr. 19th, 2009 05:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosI just spent an hour at the cafe editing GPW, and signed up for Scrabble night, and brought them over two bags of books I'd already read and was going to donate to the library, but they have a bunch of empty bookshelves, SO.
I may, in fact, kinda love the crap out of that cafe.
I wonder what it says about me that to take a break from working on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
apocalyptothon assignments, I took my editing copy of GPW over to the cafe and worked on that. Which is still technically work. I just wish my writing brain would catch up with the rest of my brain. I made a crack to my brother over spinach, cheese and apple paninis (YUMMEH) that I'm in JKR's position when she wrote the first book -- all I'm missing is an ex and a small child -- you'd think I'd be able to do something with it.
On the other hand, I'm also in the same bottom-of-the-barrel spot as the female protagonists in about 90% of the time-travel romance novels I've read. "I have no job! I have no money! I have no boyfriend! How can my life get any worse?!" So, you know, if I suddenly stop answering my emails, it's because clearly I've fallen through a portal in time to 16th century Scotland or something.
The bright side is that if the Aussie con stories coming out are any indication, apparently Misha has made it his mission in life to get Jared and Jensen to bone ... well, if not each other, then just him. Or he wants them to bone so fangirls will give him thank-you fucks. I'm seriously starting to believe he's going to write J2 fic at this point, the big goofball. God, I think I love that boy. *smishes him*
Tomorrow I'm going to go out and actually look for work for a change. Yeah, let's see how well that turns out.
Okay, I need to go get me a Smirnoff and go do moreapocalyptothon work.
I may, in fact, kinda love the crap out of that cafe.
I wonder what it says about me that to take a break from working on
apocalyptothon assignments, I took my editing copy of GPW over to the cafe and worked on that. Which is still technically work. I just wish my writing brain would catch up with the rest of my brain. I made a crack to my brother over spinach, cheese and apple paninis (YUMMEH) that I'm in JKR's position when she wrote the first book -- all I'm missing is an ex and a small child -- you'd think I'd be able to do something with it.On the other hand, I'm also in the same bottom-of-the-barrel spot as the female protagonists in about 90% of the time-travel romance novels I've read. "I have no job! I have no money! I have no boyfriend! How can my life get any worse?!" So, you know, if I suddenly stop answering my emails, it's because clearly I've fallen through a portal in time to 16th century Scotland or something.
The bright side is that if the Aussie con stories coming out are any indication, apparently Misha has made it his mission in life to get Jared and Jensen to bone ... well, if not each other, then just him. Or he wants them to bone so fangirls will give him thank-you fucks. I'm seriously starting to believe he's going to write J2 fic at this point, the big goofball. God, I think I love that boy. *smishes him*
Tomorrow I'm going to go out and actually look for work for a change. Yeah, let's see how well that turns out.
Okay, I need to go get me a Smirnoff and go do more
apocalyptothon work.
