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How you can tell I'm still kind of half asleep ... I was checking the weather on Yahoo, saw this, and yelped like a four-yead-old, "Hey, look, it's a hurricane!"

So if you need anyone to state the obvious for you early in the morning, I'm your woman.

EDIT: Hee! My new Mary Janes are so comfy!

... you know, maybe I'm carrying this four-year-old thing a bit far.

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Things I need to pick up before I leave on the bus tomorrow:

A printer -- It'll be a hell of a lot easier for me just to buy a printer already instead of emailing myself the TroNoWriMo and printing it out at work. I have a printer already, it just refuses to work with this computer, alas. This way, when I come home from work tonight, I can just print it out.

A PA travel guide -- For reference with the TroNoWriMo. Jesus, I can't believe I'm setting this thing in freakin' Scranton. *shakes head*

A one-time-use digital camera -- Because kitties! Yay!

DVDs, in particular Buckaroo Banzai -- And I will find that sonofabitchin' DVD today if it kills me. You'd think it'd be easier to find it in a mall where you can buy DVDs in four different bloody stores. *grumble*

Batteries -- Because if I don't, then I have to take off my headphones and possibly deal with bus people. And bus people, for the most part, royally suck.

Snacky food -- Eight hours on a bus, people. Eight hours. And I'm a bottomless pit, so snacky food!

Just out of curiosity, is it really bad that I want to bring my lap desk and use it to write on the bus? (Actually, it's not a bad idea, but it's a holiday weekend and I can guarantee the bus leaving DC will be packed, so taking up more space than I have to isn't an option. *sigh*)

Shopping, shopping, shopping ...

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Yay! I have a printer! Numfar, do the dance of new computer equipment! I also picked up the first season of The West Wing, The Last Boy Scout, and yes, Buckaroo Banzai. Can we keep the hysterics down to a minimum now? ;P

Oh, and in Suncoast, The Passion of the Christ stuff is everywhere. It's terrifying, especially those great animated versions just in case you wanted to see what it looks like when cartoonists draw someone being whipped with fish hooks.

So anyway, now I have to print out the TroNoWriMo bits (current word count: not much more than it was yesterday, days left: 26) and maybe some photos just for character basis stuff. But no fanfic, and I'm not bringing any books. The only thing I'm bringing with me that I can read is the TroNoWriMo, it's an eight-hour bus trip, and my DVD battery only lasts three hours. Grr ... argh ... I'm a writing monster ... *growls, tries to look frightening, fails miserably*

And you know what? I figured out today what pisses me off most about listening to Bill O'Reilly. Mostly, I'm just listening to it because it's the only place I can hear more than one conservative in one place. (Granted, not the best place, but still. EDITED TO ADD: I should probably say on a daily basis, because it's not like I hang out with a bunch of conservatives online and everybody I work with's far from that.) What kills me is that it probably wouldn't be half as hard for me to listen to, regardless of the differing opinions, if O'Reilly didn't spend 98% of the time kissing his own ass. And I don't even have Don & Mike to fall back on afterwards for the next two weeks, because they're on vacation. *grumbles*

Urgh. Can I get on the bus now? *wibbles* I think I need an icon that says, "Are we there yet?" I just need to figure out who I want on it.