A little bit of everything

-- I really hope we get sent home from work early tonight. I cannot take any more of this ridiculously stupid week and how goddamn tired I am.

-- You know, I don't smoke but usually I'm okay with those who do. But somewhere between the temp working with me on my machine who kept asking to go for a smoke every hour on the hour and the smokers at work constantly getting pissed about not getting an extra break even though it's extra and they don't HAVE to get it, I'm really starting to get all growly about it.

-- Dear weather, sunny and warm today and then getting cold and gross tomorrow and staying that way for the next five days I'm off work? Yeah, fuck you, too.

-- I haven't gotten to do a damn bit of organization on apocalyptothon submissions yet. *grumbles*

-- I'm really fucking tempted at this point just to put up a poll saying, "No, what do YOU think I should write for spn_j2_bigbang?" and just let you guys vote on what I have to write. This way, I couldn't flipflop anymore.

-- The Heroes wank about the guy who thinks gays and lesbians in Heroes fandoms are HOMG OPPRESSED and how everybody's all, "Uh ... since when?" makes me feel loads better after the SPN wank where people tell me I'm a disgusting drunken pedophile (well, tells all Wincest writers in general) and should be writing fic where Sam and Dean play with kittens and braid each other's hair. (Although really, why have I not written fic where Sam and Dean play with Siamese kittens?)

-- I feel silly about the fact that I feel really uncomfortable watching and reading interviews with Jensen and Jared because ... I don't know, because I'm disappointed I'll never meet them and if I did they wouldn't notice me anyway. Yes, this is the kind of shit that pops into my head when I see that stuff, which goes to show that you can lead a girl away from high school but that doesn't stop her from being a huge self-conscious dork.

-- No, it's not the first day of my period at ALL.

Still pissy ...

... although it's currently at the complete blank that comes up in my brain every time I've opened a document file in the past week. RAAAAGEface, y'all. It's not even funny. I want to hit something with a fancy designer purse and I don't even own one.

So here's the first idea that popped into my head! (Marc/Justin futurefic, Ugly Betty.)

( A wee bit smutty )