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Right off the bat -- I'm not going to talk about International Women's Day, because it will invariably descend into a rant, and I'm frankly just too bloody knackered for it. Tonight I'm coming down from working 60 hours in six days; I'd forgotten how bloody tired working that kind of hours makes me. I hope I won't have to do it again too soon.
So, I've (re-)watched some H50, as you do, and all I can say is, I still love those two like burning; and also, can someone explain Alex O'Loughlin to me? I mean, HOW IS THAT MAN EVEN REAL??
Case in point--
If your brain is still functioning after this, you're a stronger person than me. ALSO WHY IS THIS NOT WAITING FOR ME IN MY BED RIGHT NOW, THAT'S WHAT I WANT TO KNOW. DX<
I'm going away this weekend, to blow half my wages on crap I probably don't need, but FUCK DO I WANT. I've earned it, I feel -- I don't really buy that much stuff these days. I've got my eye on two pairs of shoes and some lovely make-up -- HOT DAMN, I'M SO ADVENTUROUS. >8| I'm going to be within reach of teh internets, though, so that's all right. I'm also meeting my dissertation supervisor, so I should probably get some work done between now and Saturday.
In other news, I've started plotting my H50 Big Bang, by which I mean compiling notes from all the random squeeing I've been doing all over the place. Tomorrow, maybe, I'll get the time to sort them out in my head as I take Steve the car out for a ride. Tch, my life is so exciting these days. Today: work, (including a strangely fascinating conversation about my astrological birth chart, vis a vis my Mercury being in the 9th house, and not the 10th -- how is my life this bizarre, I'll never know); followed by fucking about with see above in Photoshop, and updating/sorting out my icons (I'm so bloody fickle, it's a curse), and making this shiny new one; followed by taking my sister to get a bikini wax (yes, the pregnant one. Don't ask). Tomorrow: grocery shopping! If anyone wakes me up before 10am, I am going to shoot them with extreme prejudice.
Siiigh. Bed, now. I'll be dreaming of Steve, and probably Danny, too. It'll be the highlight of the whole of tomorrow, I have a feeling. ALSO, WHY IS MY MOTHER WATCHING MEET JOE BLACK FOR THE FIFTIETH TIME, FML.
So, I've (re-)watched some H50, as you do, and all I can say is, I still love those two like burning; and also, can someone explain Alex O'Loughlin to me? I mean, HOW IS THAT MAN EVEN REAL??
Case in point--
If your brain is still functioning after this, you're a stronger person than me. ALSO WHY IS THIS NOT WAITING FOR ME IN MY BED RIGHT NOW, THAT'S WHAT I WANT TO KNOW. DX<
I'm going away this weekend, to blow half my wages on crap I probably don't need, but FUCK DO I WANT. I've earned it, I feel -- I don't really buy that much stuff these days. I've got my eye on two pairs of shoes and some lovely make-up -- HOT DAMN, I'M SO ADVENTUROUS. >8| I'm going to be within reach of teh internets, though, so that's all right. I'm also meeting my dissertation supervisor, so I should probably get some work done between now and Saturday.
In other news, I've started plotting my H50 Big Bang, by which I mean compiling notes from all the random squeeing I've been doing all over the place. Tomorrow, maybe, I'll get the time to sort them out in my head as I take Steve the car out for a ride. Tch, my life is so exciting these days. Today: work, (including a strangely fascinating conversation about my astrological birth chart, vis a vis my Mercury being in the 9th house, and not the 10th -- how is my life this bizarre, I'll never know); followed by fucking about with see above in Photoshop, and updating/sorting out my icons (I'm so bloody fickle, it's a curse), and making this shiny new one; followed by taking my sister to get a bikini wax (yes, the pregnant one. Don't ask). Tomorrow: grocery shopping! If anyone wakes me up before 10am, I am going to shoot them with extreme prejudice.
Siiigh. Bed, now. I'll be dreaming of Steve, and probably Danny, too. It'll be the highlight of the whole of tomorrow, I have a feeling. ALSO, WHY IS MY MOTHER WATCHING MEET JOE BLACK FOR THE FIFTIETH TIME, FML.
