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I hate my nose and throat and sinuses and muscles and stomach.

And the 7-Up is SO FAR AWAY.

*gazes longingly at the door*

How long do you think it will take for the dogs to evolve thumbs/not need to be walked in two hours?


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On a crowded bus today for 14 hours of travel. WHEEEE! Full report on a lovely trip to MN later. In the meantime: a meme! Ganked from [livejournal.com profile] rubynye. :-)

If I made Cinderella, the audience would immediately be looking for a body in the coach.
— Alfred Hitchcock

When I write a story, what do you immediately look for?

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Yay water damage.

I'll post a full update sometime soon. Short version: loose PVC connection = waterfall in the basement.

*new house headdesk*

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Leave a comment here (can be anything, including just the time of day), and I will reply with three reasons why I think you're great.

In return, you have to post this same meme on your blog.


(I will reply to comments when I am not tipsy with margaritas and evading Crazy Uncle's attempts to give me a facial.)

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Dear The Job Interview I Just Had,

You were awkward. Why did we spend so long talking about cats? I'm a dog person.

...maybe that's why it was awkward. Also, hypothetical questions about how I would answer questions that I don't know the answers to because I haven't been through training are mean. And you can tell your scribbly-therapist's-notepad that I said that. Only don't, because I want this job. Even if it's only a couple of evenings a couple of weeks each month. I NEEDS MAH MONEYS SO I CAN GO TO SCHOOL.

Also--I don't put a lot of stock in handshakes. But. Yours was really limp. And I stood up when you left the table. Is that...is that weird? Chivalrous? Something only dudes are supposed to do? I am a reasonably butch woman, does that make it okay? It did kind of make it so I loomed over you, though, because I am tall and you were short. Nice lasting impression, y/y?



Dear Crazy Uncle,

No. No, I will not go car shopping with you this weekend. Not just because I don't know anything about cars, not because I think that buying a car right now is a stupid financial decision (it is), not because I'm homophobic and want to avoid physical contact with you (really? REALLY?), but because the last time I went car shopping with you I almost died.

(He claimed to know how to drive a stick shift. HE DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO DRIVE A STICK SHIFT. Me and my sister were in the back seat, the car salesman was in the passenger seat. The whole test drive was a blur of near-misses, loud screeching noises, the salesman's awkward laugh, Crazy Uncle shouting THEY DID NOT USED TO BE LIKE THIS, and my sister and I clutching on to each other for dear life. It was like being on a roller coaster. A roller coaster going the wrong way down a one-way street.)


IN THE GOOD NEWS FRONT: GUESS WHO HAS A HOUSE? THIS GUY's parents! My folks have purchased a house! Assuming their loan comes through. Which means we've got about a month to pack up the house that we've been in for two years. I'm the only person in my family who's not a serious packrat (...books don't count). So I'll be spending the next month carting around boxes will all of my brother's old lego collections, my sister's old shoes and purses (from before she turned into a dumpster-diving-anarchist-vegan-hipster), my dad's papers and class notes from the last thirty years, and my mother's collection of HEY THIS BOX OF THINGS IS ONLY A DOLLAR MAN AUCTIONS SURE ARE FUN purchases.

I'm going to finish my freakishly salty frittata and drown my sorrows in porn. Or Diet Pepsi. Or both.

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Final night of Romeo & Juliet.

*deep breath*

Here goes!

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So my car's been making a squeaky noise for weeks. In preparation for the three hour drive home, and with Spring Break approaching, I brought it in to a garage. I got my car back with a new alternator on Thursday morning, and left town early Saturday morning.

The car died 4 miles out of town. I got it towed back to the same garage, which didn't open until this morning. They cleaned some cables, declared it fixed, and I picked it up an hour and a half ago to drive home. Didn't even make it out of town this time. Thankfully I coasted into a parking lot before it gave up completely.

AAA's gonna be here in an hour, and there's a cafe about .5 miles from the car place, so I think I'll set up shop there while I wait for the new alternator to be replaced with a newer alternator. Don't want to abuse my borrowing-rides-from-friends privileges.

The AAA guy I talked to today was the same guy from Saturday - I told him what the deal was, and his response was "Hey, don't you have to get to St. Louis to walk your dogs?"

To which I replied: "omg, y'all take detailed records..." Then I figured out it was the same guy. My folks have gotten some coworkers to walk to the dogs, thank god, but they're both gonna be stir crazy.

Hopefully, in 7-8 hours, I will be home. If not, I will be homicidal.

For now, I'mma just lean my seat back, be thankful for my phone, and get started on some homework.

Yay break?

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Jan. 2nd, 2011 05:33 pm
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I am at a St. Louis blues game. Halfway through the first period and there have already been two fistfights.


After this: home to make/eat vegan pizza and watch The Mighty Ducks trilogy.

Oh, family.


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This is it! My parents are here, my good friends are here, and I don't think it's possible for the run to be worse than it was last night.

I love you all - thank you so much for your support through all of this!

[livejournal.com profile] surreal_44, thank you for the flowers!!!




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While I was asleep, knocked a glass of water off of my bedside table and onto my laptop.


Rushed it to computer store so that they can take it apart and air it out.

In other exciting news: can't find my wallet.

F. M. L.

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