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Nov. 16th, 2005 07:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosI have been awake since yesterday at one in the afternoon and I'm not sleepy yet. GYAH. Stupid body. Go to bed, moron.
Oh, and we've finally achieved a dorky worktime nickname, this time for the coach I don't like. There's two coaches -- one who's awesome and then this annoyance -- and last night she managed to get me so flustered I screwed up twice as much as usual (everybody screws up in this stupid factory, so I don't feel quite so bad) and nearly burst into tears. And so, for the eerie resemblance, I dub thee Infant Mountain Troll. Because, really. Eyebrows -- there should be two. I'm just sayin'.
Last night, I spent an hour at work trying to come up with a theory about why the hell it only seems to rain on the island when people are about to get shot. I make cracks about it all the time, and it's probably just lame atmospheric shit, but then again, since everything else on this show has been theorized about, why doesn't that seem odd ...
... and then I remembered it rained when Boone and Locke found the hatch. So now I'm trying to wrap my brain around that and trying to remember other times it's rained off the top of my head. Bah. Stupid brain.
I taped Supernatural last night. Boy, Jensen Ackles kicking down a door is just a great metric monkeyload of sex, isn't it? And one of you will tell me when the Dean-and-Missouri-banter fic comes out, right? Right? Because those faces Dean was making were too fucking classic. :)
Also, this Sunday is that crappy Poseidon Adventure remake, and this time I will so make sure to tape the whole thing for recapping purposes. All of the recaps are fun as hell to write, but this one I'm going to love. *cackles and rubs hands together*
Oh, and I figure out what was wrong with the first chapter of Vampires of Vandling. Woohoo! Now I know how to fix it. :) (I'd go back to posting the word counts, but ... erm, I'm a wee bit embarrassed. So freakin' behind, I am. *sigh*)
Oh, and we've finally achieved a dorky worktime nickname, this time for the coach I don't like. There's two coaches -- one who's awesome and then this annoyance -- and last night she managed to get me so flustered I screwed up twice as much as usual (everybody screws up in this stupid factory, so I don't feel quite so bad) and nearly burst into tears. And so, for the eerie resemblance, I dub thee Infant Mountain Troll. Because, really. Eyebrows -- there should be two. I'm just sayin'.
Last night, I spent an hour at work trying to come up with a theory about why the hell it only seems to rain on the island when people are about to get shot. I make cracks about it all the time, and it's probably just lame atmospheric shit, but then again, since everything else on this show has been theorized about, why doesn't that seem odd ...
... and then I remembered it rained when Boone and Locke found the hatch. So now I'm trying to wrap my brain around that and trying to remember other times it's rained off the top of my head. Bah. Stupid brain.
I taped Supernatural last night. Boy, Jensen Ackles kicking down a door is just a great metric monkeyload of sex, isn't it? And one of you will tell me when the Dean-and-Missouri-banter fic comes out, right? Right? Because those faces Dean was making were too fucking classic. :)
Also, this Sunday is that crappy Poseidon Adventure remake, and this time I will so make sure to tape the whole thing for recapping purposes. All of the recaps are fun as hell to write, but this one I'm going to love. *cackles and rubs hands together*
Oh, and I figure out what was wrong with the first chapter of Vampires of Vandling. Woohoo! Now I know how to fix it. :) (I'd go back to posting the word counts, but ... erm, I'm a wee bit embarrassed. So freakin' behind, I am. *sigh*)
