Rambling Unfocused Post of the Week
Jan. 22nd, 2009 09:09 am*In college, I used to be a fairly ridiculous person. I don't mean in the frat-girl, dancing-on-the-table, streaking-the-quad kind of way (OK FINE ONLY SOMETIMES), but more that I used to be way more of a spazz. A procrastinating, all-over-the-place, sometimes-a-flake of a girl. Consequently, I spent most of my time in college when I was not in class fighting the urge to walk to the sunken gardens and do a massive, full body, HOLY SHIT WHY IS MY LIFE SO AWKWARD faceplant into the grass.
I'm not saying this is a great way to live, and I do enjoy being mostly (ha) on top of my shit and on time/early to work every day, etc. Still, there is a part of me that wishes I could go back (metaphorically) to that time in my life where my mom walked into a room with me and my friends and said, I found this vibrator when I was cleaning the basement, where do you want me to put it? (TRUE STORY, KIDS.)
That's weird, right?
Anyway, the point of this story is actually not my post-adolescent angst, it's about vibrators. (Surprise!)
( Cut for vibrators. And my blathering. )
*In fandom news, I’m being feeling a wee bit strange. As in bizarrely wandering back down memory lane and reading stuff like Professionals fic and Ray/Ray Due South stuff and sad McShep stories that remind me why John Sheppard can break my heart into tiny pieces like no one else. I think it has to do with Merlin being on hiatus and SGA being over and maybe I’m a wee bit adrift? I dunno. :(
*In more news, I signed up for the Pay It Forward meme from
verav and then, ignoring the whole point, forgot to post it to my lj. So! Here it is! Look out for baked goods, probably vegan ones (even though I’m not vegan anymore). But who knows, I might get inspired to do something else like write all that fic I mention but never finish:
The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me. It will be about or tailored to those five lucky "victims."
This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- What I create will be just for you.
- It'll be done this year.
- You have no clue what it's going to be or when it’s going to be. It may be fic. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
If you comment in this post, you have to post this in your journal. Thats the catch. So do it. DO IT.
*So. How you doin'?
I'm not saying this is a great way to live, and I do enjoy being mostly (ha) on top of my shit and on time/early to work every day, etc. Still, there is a part of me that wishes I could go back (metaphorically) to that time in my life where my mom walked into a room with me and my friends and said, I found this vibrator when I was cleaning the basement, where do you want me to put it? (TRUE STORY, KIDS.)
That's weird, right?
Anyway, the point of this story is actually not my post-adolescent angst, it's about vibrators. (Surprise!)
( Cut for vibrators. And my blathering. )
*In fandom news, I’m being feeling a wee bit strange. As in bizarrely wandering back down memory lane and reading stuff like Professionals fic and Ray/Ray Due South stuff and sad McShep stories that remind me why John Sheppard can break my heart into tiny pieces like no one else. I think it has to do with Merlin being on hiatus and SGA being over and maybe I’m a wee bit adrift? I dunno. :(
*In more news, I signed up for the Pay It Forward meme from
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The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me. It will be about or tailored to those five lucky "victims."
This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- What I create will be just for you.
- It'll be done this year.
- You have no clue what it's going to be or when it’s going to be. It may be fic. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
If you comment in this post, you have to post this in your journal. Thats the catch. So do it. DO IT.
*So. How you doin'?