I'm sitting on the couch with the window open, cool October air chilling my toes while I listen to jazz and type. We just had rare steak, Bay opened a new Merlot, and all the furry children behaved themselves...Monday. I can hear Bay typing on his computer downstairs, and the tumble of the clothes dryer, and there's a Pasfu sleeping on the back of the couch, wiggling her furry black toes at me. Life is good

Not dead yet. Just have no spare time, really, as we're still painting, moving the last bits of our belongings from the four corners of the world they were scattered to, and dying of a stomach flu. Good...to go up to the Iota Club in Arlington tonight to catch a band-- don't ask me who, I have no idea, but Anne's wanted to go to the show for a while, so I'm going to go nap beforehand and try not to die

I-- am beyond exhausted, actually. We signed on the house Monday, wherein the seller cried a little and turned out to be younger than me , and her agent was still a douche. But it's over with! Legally...K, Say Anything, and a little Madina Lake (sp?) but I'm meh about them. So I'm tired, and going to go sleep for another full day of painting tomorrow. I hope we can move everything in this weekend :

I want to write an open note to the universe. To share these thoughts swirling in my brain. To unfold the twists in my mind like pulling apart a complicated origami. I’ve been mulling things over the... for understanding. That the lives I have touched need not even remember me , but rather the ideas that I have instilled. That I can stand up and speak, put pen to paper and write, and have it matter

So apparently I've been nominated for a couple categories on pr_heroes Power Rangers Fanfiction Awards. Awesome, and thanks to anyone who nominated me! (Is there a way to find out who to thank, or is...watching Torchwood (I may write a meta post on that one of these days). I've been writing a bit, and generally going out, trying to be more social. And now we've got to go, so toodles, doodles

Saw Sweeney Todd today-- Awesomeness! Though I have to admit, I am just not a musical person. I like some main broadway songs and whatnot, but an entire show? Can kinda make me yawn. Not that Sweeney...sour cream for dinner. Turned out very well. I'm so buying stock in Tofutti, yo. Now I'm off to watch Third Man Out , the Chad Allen movie based on the first of the Dick Strachey mystery novels. Bwee

I am not so dead. But I have been existing just to eat, sleep, and work for the past few months. Time flies when you're exhausted. Hopefully should have the latest bit of bloodwork back this upcoming...fun than just clicking a button everyday, and you might learn something as you go. (I cannot get past level 45. It is driving me crazy. Though recently I have had the attention span of a gnat...

So I've been meaning to post for a bit and kept putting it off. Mostly because it will probably sound like my last posts, even with the weeks apart. So. Same old. Upper respiratory infection went away... and not doing much writing, but reading quite a lot of fanfic and normal books, which I'll review at a later date. I feel kind of guilty about the writing thing, but, y'know. Death and all that

Belated boring life update: I am ill. As in, have taken last two days off work, threw up at work on Monday, probably have strep and/or bronchitis again ill. My body, how it betrays me. Repeatedly. Sister...weekend (thankfully coed, with Guitar Hero and onesie painting, so I won't swallow my tongue), Maryland Renaissance Faire, pumpkin picking, at least one night out in DC planned, and then it's Halloween

So I was sick as a dog at the beginning of the week-- Like, tried to go to work, got sent home Mon and Tues to prevent any plague from spreading, slept a gazillion hours, and zombied my way through the...Tony fight the good fight and all that way. I like how the secondary characters all get developed and involved, and it's not just Tony-against-the-world, but a group effort kind of thing. Good stuff