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Aug. 23rd, 2005 10:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosYAAAAY! I have my Pop Nots! Dude, those came faster than I thought they would. *opens up case, suddenly realizes there are 12 canisters instead of 6* Oh, WOW. Well, I know what I'm snacking on at work for the next month. And notice how I say that like they'll last a month. *bounces around the room like a Tigger on crack Pop Nots*
In other news, today I dyed my hair back to dark auburn. Except ... well, being me, I missed great big patches of strawberry blonde. Wouldn't be me dying my hair if everything had gotten done on the first try. I should be glad I was cool with it until I stopped off at a CVS and got another thankfully-on-sale-waaaaay-cheap box of dye to touch it up. And no, regardless of what my co-worker politely tried to assure me, it did not look at all like blonde streaks. It looked like my body had tried to develop a naturally occurring defense mechanism by making part of my hair blend into the giant yellow sign behind the front counter in big yellow spots as if a really fucked-up leopard werre hiding out in DHL's customer service department to attack unsuspecting gazelles looking to pick up their Dell packages.
Did I mention that this may be the coolest goddamn T-shirt I've ever seen on Cafepress? *covets*
You know what I realized today? If I do get that apartment, and I get there at just the right time, I can decorate the place for Halloween and just casually forget to take the decorations. EVER. And then it'll be Halloween all the time, which is just the way I'd like it. :)
You know what else I realized today? After a few random "I did not just say that" moments today, it hit me that if you put Veronica Mars, Kaylee, and Jubilee into a blender and hit puree, you'd get me. Well, either me, or a very disgusting yet adorable and outspoken milkshake.
You know what else I realized just now? I forgot how hopelessly in love I am with Pop Nots. Which I already said, but really, can't be said enough. They're my favorite thing on the planet right now, and I've got twelve canisters of 'em. :)
EDIT: I guess that bits-from-your-WIPs meme is going around again, and I can't help myself from sharing bits of a Shannon/Hurley fic I really should have finished. The first part being ... well, can't you just see Hurley doing this? (Hell, I've done this sometimes.)
[Shannon] liked to talk like this at him for some reason, just rambling on even though she seemed to know damn well that he really couldn't decide whether to listen or let his mind drift. Usually, he mentally played his way through old Nintendo games while she spoke. He once beat Super Mario Brothers twice and got through three levels of Legend of Zelda while she told him about the time she dated an ambiguously gay sex symbol who took her to the Oscars.
Which because it's a pregnant-by-Boone!Shannon fic leads to ...
Shannon. Pregnant
Shannon was pregnant.
Shannon, queen bitch of the island, was going to have a baby.
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, B, Ba, select, start.
Oh, great. Now the Shannon in his head was going to have thirty babies.
In other news, today I dyed my hair back to dark auburn. Except ... well, being me, I missed great big patches of strawberry blonde. Wouldn't be me dying my hair if everything had gotten done on the first try. I should be glad I was cool with it until I stopped off at a CVS and got another thankfully-on-sale-waaaaay-cheap box of dye to touch it up. And no, regardless of what my co-worker politely tried to assure me, it did not look at all like blonde streaks. It looked like my body had tried to develop a naturally occurring defense mechanism by making part of my hair blend into the giant yellow sign behind the front counter in big yellow spots as if a really fucked-up leopard werre hiding out in DHL's customer service department to attack unsuspecting gazelles looking to pick up their Dell packages.
Did I mention that this may be the coolest goddamn T-shirt I've ever seen on Cafepress? *covets*
You know what I realized today? If I do get that apartment, and I get there at just the right time, I can decorate the place for Halloween and just casually forget to take the decorations. EVER. And then it'll be Halloween all the time, which is just the way I'd like it. :)
You know what else I realized today? After a few random "I did not just say that" moments today, it hit me that if you put Veronica Mars, Kaylee, and Jubilee into a blender and hit puree, you'd get me. Well, either me, or a very disgusting yet adorable and outspoken milkshake.
You know what else I realized just now? I forgot how hopelessly in love I am with Pop Nots. Which I already said, but really, can't be said enough. They're my favorite thing on the planet right now, and I've got twelve canisters of 'em. :)
EDIT: I guess that bits-from-your-WIPs meme is going around again, and I can't help myself from sharing bits of a Shannon/Hurley fic I really should have finished. The first part being ... well, can't you just see Hurley doing this? (Hell, I've done this sometimes.)
[Shannon] liked to talk like this at him for some reason, just rambling on even though she seemed to know damn well that he really couldn't decide whether to listen or let his mind drift. Usually, he mentally played his way through old Nintendo games while she spoke. He once beat Super Mario Brothers twice and got through three levels of Legend of Zelda while she told him about the time she dated an ambiguously gay sex symbol who took her to the Oscars.
Which because it's a pregnant-by-Boone!Shannon fic leads to ...
Shannon. Pregnant
Shannon was pregnant.
Shannon, queen bitch of the island, was going to have a baby.
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, B, Ba, select, start.
Oh, great. Now the Shannon in his head was going to have thirty babies.
