5 things a post
Sep. 16th, 2010 03:07 pm- T and I play rock-paper-scissors as a deciding tool, to see who should get out the pills for the night and all. We can throw the same sign for about 10 rounds straight. I think this means we're predictable.
- The horror channel is playing Six Feet Under during September. I hate every one of these characters. But Jeremy Sisto is unclothed most of the time, and so I fast forward and then gawk at him open-mouthed. He seems to have no body-shame whatsoever and it's ridiculously hot.
- Speaking of Sisto, I'm writing AKB again. \o/ I forget how much I enjoy writing Jeremy until I'm in it.
- Elizabeth Moon has failed, and this post is acerbic-funny: "Bacon sandwiches will be provided for anyone who looks, you know, suspicious, and must be consumed in front of the panelists in order to ensure a safe space for libertarian atheist allies."
- Flying to Texas tomorrow to visit my father. I don't know which I'm looking forward to least: the 4 hour flight, the unfamiliar bed or being in the house where my mother died. I do want to be with Dad, but wow, I hurt and I'm nervous about having another 9-10 pain day around him. I try to be strong and invincible because he doesn't need to worry about me, but. Well. Stupid fibro tricks. I will remember to bring my knitting this time, though, for something to do while we watch TV.
- The horror channel is playing Six Feet Under during September. I hate every one of these characters. But Jeremy Sisto is unclothed most of the time, and so I fast forward and then gawk at him open-mouthed. He seems to have no body-shame whatsoever and it's ridiculously hot.
- Speaking of Sisto, I'm writing AKB again. \o/ I forget how much I enjoy writing Jeremy until I'm in it.
- Elizabeth Moon has failed, and this post is acerbic-funny: "Bacon sandwiches will be provided for anyone who looks, you know, suspicious, and must be consumed in front of the panelists in order to ensure a safe space for libertarian atheist allies."
- Flying to Texas tomorrow to visit my father. I don't know which I'm looking forward to least: the 4 hour flight, the unfamiliar bed or being in the house where my mother died. I do want to be with Dad, but wow, I hurt and I'm nervous about having another 9-10 pain day around him. I try to be strong and invincible because he doesn't need to worry about me, but. Well. Stupid fibro tricks. I will remember to bring my knitting this time, though, for something to do while we watch TV.