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Mother of god in multitasking heaven
Caveat lector: this post is not going to contain much - if any - punctuation. GO.
Jesus christ I leave the flist for one day and it explodes all over the place; I'm looking and blaming
rahmbamarama for this, but also, HAPPY THANKSGIVING to everyone in the right part of the North American continent who celebrates it; I hope you guys have had a lot of tasty turkey with gravy and potatoes and squash STOP.
Currently on my four hour home-break between one thing and another; running off to another night-somewhere-else; I think I've got a serious email addiction problem; it's like I can't stop checking the damn thing on my phone. In spite of relatively connected connectivity, LJ has been kind of finnicky, so if I miss any of your stuff, I might not be able to catch up and/or reply to comments and/or produce fic until a few days later, or mid-December for safety-netting. I'm not even sure if I have time to breathe right now. I ought to check my schedule on that.
Anyway I am here hoping in extremely fast-paced insane typings that everyone has had a goodish weekend and/or Monday and/or Tuesday; I send lots of love and apologies that I really can't reply to the ♥ comments below because if I did all I'd be doing is sending ♥ at people.
I cannot believe I'm flying off to Canada in only a few days; I think I'm either going to freeze to death or die of exhaustion. This is the best damned thing in the universe.
Also, going broke is not as fun as it seems, but hey, INTO MY POCKETS I WILL DIG for the holidays.
Alsowik, it Sucks Big Time that I can't buy the red Stephen Colbert wrist-band thinger, not for lack of credit but the fact that the damned thing only ships within the United States. Anyone want to help a body out?
Okay right now for a bath and then arrangements, GO K GO K GO
post script mental note to self operating on less than four hours of sleep and caffeine alone = bad idea on the best of days
Jesus christ I leave the flist for one day and it explodes all over the place; I'm looking and blaming
Currently on my four hour home-break between one thing and another; running off to another night-somewhere-else; I think I've got a serious email addiction problem; it's like I can't stop checking the damn thing on my phone. In spite of relatively connected connectivity, LJ has been kind of finnicky, so if I miss any of your stuff, I might not be able to catch up and/or reply to comments and/or produce fic until a few days later, or mid-December for safety-netting. I'm not even sure if I have time to breathe right now. I ought to check my schedule on that.
Anyway I am here hoping in extremely fast-paced insane typings that everyone has had a goodish weekend and/or Monday and/or Tuesday; I send lots of love and apologies that I really can't reply to the ♥ comments below because if I did all I'd be doing is sending ♥ at people.
I cannot believe I'm flying off to Canada in only a few days; I think I'm either going to freeze to death or die of exhaustion. This is the best damned thing in the universe.
Also, going broke is not as fun as it seems, but hey, INTO MY POCKETS I WILL DIG for the holidays.
Alsowik, it Sucks Big Time that I can't buy the red Stephen Colbert wrist-band thinger, not for lack of credit but the fact that the damned thing only ships within the United States. Anyone want to help a body out?
Okay right now for a bath and then arrangements, GO K GO K GO
post script mental note to self operating on less than four hours of sleep and caffeine alone = bad idea on the best of days

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And I'm so broke right now it's not even funny, but I can help you out after I get my first paycheck since I just started work. ^^
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!! That'd be brilliant. I could paypal you the cash needed for the order and postage!