Cupid Bow Mouth

I had the hottest dream ever in a *really* long time last night.

That guy that plays Daniel on Ugly Betty was my boyfriend and ALL he wanted to do was kiss and make-out. And he was very good at it. I mean, whoa!

But then, of course, tragedy strikes and in the middle of a super steamy moment on the bathroom countertop we get attacked by space pirates! Dude, WTF?! are Space Pirates doing attacking my house? Of course, Daniel, being a super duper ultra boyfriend goes out to find out what's going on and maybe save the day (and all he was wearing was pajama bottoms -- hoo boy), only to get jumped by one of the pilots who it turns out is a good guy and when a gas leak is discovered under the house, him and his friends stow us away on their ship.

But who KNOWS what wackiness would have ensued had I not woken up! Cause you know, of course, one of the Space Pirate Captains was this super hot, super ruthless chick in thigh high black leather boots and I just KNOW she would went after my man had that dream gone on any longer.


So .... what's the most interesting dream YOU'VE had in recent memory?

So, in the event that I suffer a vampire bite severe neck trauma or some other massive bloody wound, I will most likely die a quick death.

I got my blood donor card in the mail yesterday.

O negative. The rarest of the rares.

Best part? It can be transfused to EVERYONE.

Worst part? I can ONLY receive O negative and only about 7% of all donors are O negative.

Great.

Wonderful.

I see how you do me, World. I see.

Oh, children, I am weary! My next door neighbors decided to have a Yay! It's Thursday party this morning at 2 a.m. and my downstairs neighbors decided to join in the fun by blasting music at 2.30. ARGH! WTF! I hate living in apartments. People are so ridiculously inconsiderate. I mean, c'mon, could we at least hold off till Friday night? Some of us have to fucking work in the morning. It was so loud I couldn't even sleep in the living room, my usual haven from neighbor noise. So, I gave up the ghost and watched music videos, loudly, until 3.15, after everyone had quieted down. See how THEY like it.

Grrr!!

King Cretin is back to form. You remember him, my loud, obnoxious co-worker who I'd like to stab in the throat with a fork? Yesterday, he was blessedly subdued on account of being HIGH on CRACK! My counterpart in the cube next to me went to take him paperwork and said that he was unusually incoherent, sluggish and that his pupils were blown wide. Ha! I said that's because he is HIGH!! It was ridiculous. Almost as stupid as the day The Brick came in still wasted from a Super Bowl party. WTF?! I tell you. This guy is so dumb he couldn't find his ass with a map. I still don't know how he manages to retain employment.

There's also excitement in the world.

Plane Terror Plot Disrupted

As of now, it won't affect my trip to Mexico, but I'm not taking any chances on a delay so I've already resolved NOT to pack any liquids in my carry-on beyond eye drops for my contacts. I'm hearing differing accounts about the prohibition, but I believe that currently there is a prohibition on liquids in carry-on's on Trans-Atlantic flights from the U.S. to the U.K.. Flights originating in the U.K. have banned all carry-on's for the moment. We'll see if that will be expanded to encompass all U.S. flights.

I can't imagine that it will hold for long because there are certain liquids that people need to carry. We all remember the breast milk debacle, right? If you're traveling with babies you have to carry food for the baby, it's kind of necessary. It can't be cracked open for testing, especially breast milk, because of the whole sterility issue. Then there are medications. I'm curious to see how this will be resolved. I've been hearing NPR reports that there is machinery that can scan for certain chemical components that indicate potential liquid explosives. That would be of the good, of course. Too bad it took them this long to talk about that particular bit of information. My thoughts are that the technology is really expensive which translates in American-ese as not worth implementing due to cost. We're good at that. If it cuts into the profit margin, scrap it.

Well, on a good note: I'm making headway on the post-NFA, I think. I got lots of thinky-thoughts down last night. tkp, I'll be emailing you soon! My realization is that I needed to work through his motivations, character, etc. Angel, like Riley, is not very accessible to me and so I'm finding that I've lost track of his impetuous for punishment. I'm working out thoughts. tkp I read your most recent meta on Angel after I got the majority of my thoughts down, and that helped!

If anyone has recommendations for Angel meta, specifically his character and/or the arc of his character and not a pairing meta, I'd really appreciate a link.

Thanks, my babes! And I hope that your day goes more smoothly than mine is currently progressing. I think today is going to require a second cup of coffee.


ETA: Okay, baby formula and medicines have the all clear. Ladies, make sure there's no nitro in your nipples BEFORE you express.

Dear World,

I am tired. Exhausted despite the sound sleep that I enaged in last night, or perhaps because of it, damn you! And despite crawling into my second cup of coffee for the day, liberally creamed and sugared due to my office's ridiculous insistence on bitter coffee beans, I remain exhausted. That second kick in the teeth really isn't working and that's tragic. How on Earth am I supposed to make it through the day?

no love,
me


Dear Mother Nature,

What is up with the gloomy, overcast, rainy weather. Didn't you get the memo? It's spring. Officially. I have been working very hard these past winter months to get in shape so that I may run around half nude come springtime. Alas, I am covered head to toe, unable to rock my new denim mini-skirt and hooker heels because of the chill, wet weather. Damn you, too, Mother Nature.

you, too, get no love.
me

Damn! Got dropped back for pimping and seducing. Apparantly that isn't appreciated out there in the world.

Hopefully, my stay won't be extended. I've already dropped out of weekend activities in order to rest, wash and deep condition my hair. Brimstone is kinda drying on the ends.

In other news: I am, as always, a day late and a dollar short. Listening to Prince's Little Red Corvette, obviously a love song written to me, I realized that song is all about being scandalous. New theme song, you wonder? Well, it just may be.

What do I love most about Indie 103.1?

Why that would be Furious Frank at Five. Cause what's more indie than Frank Sinatra!

He's a benighted arachnophobic gangster looking for 'the Big One.' She's a cosmopolitan Bolivian bounty hunter descended from a line of powerful witches. They fight crime!

courtesy of They Fight Crime

Ah! your irresistible thrust has murdered at once my maidenhead, and very nearly me!
courtesy of Victoria Sex Cry generator

Behold, thou shalt be pursued into the mountains by sex-mad baboons, O ye dabbler in abominations!

courtesy of Biblical Curse Geneator

1.) I extend love to thawrecka because her boss SUX! and she is mighty cool. *lalalalalalala* I do not hear you bad week, and neither does my girl. It is SUMMER, damnit and the weekend looms. I shall raise a glass to you this Friday. Hermosa Pier, Aloha Sharkeez. Next week will be better, m'dear.

2.) I love your cleverness and wit.
2a.) pandarus is discussing the insanity of fandom and overinvested fans: "Wank, kerfluffles and the fools who give us ALL a bad name."

3.) moireach is in Ireland and I am *still* jealous!

4.) swmbo is king. Nothing new there. Move along.
4a.) She is also doing Maths. I have to say that that is extremely unseemly behavior in a monarch.

5.) chrisleeoctaves is writing a most promising epic post-NFA fic. I read the first part and now I am *waiting with bated breath* for it to be done because I CANNOT read WIP's! *omgtheagony*

6.) The Cat misses Cleatus, like crazy. She slept in his bed last night and napped there, I suspect, all day. I feel *very, very* neglected. Of course, she just spent ten minutes on my lap purring and milk treading into my bare thigh.
6a.) I am now covered in cat hair.

7.) I am reading Fellowship of the Rings (complete with Introduction by J.R.R. Tolkien) and omg I love you J.R.R. Tolkien!


I am still in love with Guy Pearce. That is all. Still.

I am in love with Guy Pearce.

That is all.

Not to completely excuse the rant, because as diochrony has confirmed, sometimes you just need to vent. Aunt Flo finally came to visit. I promise emotional stability is looming. Promise.

In other news:

Like everyone else in the world, I picked up my specially reserved copy of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. It took me eleven hours to read. I was pleased.

( initial thoughts and impressions. spoilers, of course, ahead --brought to you by the letters P, M and S )

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There was also fun party shenanigans on Saturday night.

( In the OC )

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Updated House of Leaves with a drabble section.