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Feb. 11th, 2006 07:23 amOkay, fine, that Johari window thing. I probably wouldn't have done it if it weren't early in the morning and I was trying to stay up a little longer.
I'm thinking it might not be the best idea for me to post new Supernatural fic as I'm racing out the door to work. Then I get to spend the next thirteen hours doing my crappy job and dwelling on the damn thing all night long, which should make the time go by quicker and instead just makes it drag because all I do is worry that I've committed some horrible atrocity. (Which I haven't, but I'm not me without the silent fretting that it's all my fault, whatever "it" may be.) And the random plotbunnies? Soooo not helping. Although I find myself hopelessly amused by the fact that I don't ever think I've been this fic-infatuated when it comes to a fandom before in my life. I'm constantly getting all kinds of fic fodder for this show and I love it. :)
I'm supposed to go bowling with some people from work on Monday night. Oh, joy. Not that I don't want to hang with them, because they're awesome and funny and I'm so deprived of escaping from the house that I'd probably go run after tractor trailers on the highway if they suggested it. But I'm not a big bowling person, mostly because I royally suck at it. The whole shoes thing is something I'm not looking forward to, either. Hopefully, they'll just let us wear sneakers, because it's such a waste for someone who's as bad at bowling as I am. Me renting bowling shoes would be like me renting the diaper to go sumo wrestling.
I'm thinking it might not be the best idea for me to post new Supernatural fic as I'm racing out the door to work. Then I get to spend the next thirteen hours doing my crappy job and dwelling on the damn thing all night long, which should make the time go by quicker and instead just makes it drag because all I do is worry that I've committed some horrible atrocity. (Which I haven't, but I'm not me without the silent fretting that it's all my fault, whatever "it" may be.) And the random plotbunnies? Soooo not helping. Although I find myself hopelessly amused by the fact that I don't ever think I've been this fic-infatuated when it comes to a fandom before in my life. I'm constantly getting all kinds of fic fodder for this show and I love it. :)
I'm supposed to go bowling with some people from work on Monday night. Oh, joy. Not that I don't want to hang with them, because they're awesome and funny and I'm so deprived of escaping from the house that I'd probably go run after tractor trailers on the highway if they suggested it. But I'm not a big bowling person, mostly because I royally suck at it. The whole shoes thing is something I'm not looking forward to, either. Hopefully, they'll just let us wear sneakers, because it's such a waste for someone who's as bad at bowling as I am. Me renting bowling shoes would be like me renting the diaper to go sumo wrestling.