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Apr. 1st, 2008 04:09 pm1. my icon. lemme show you it. *follows the line*
2. i hate april fools day. for serious. therefore, i shan't participate. and yes, i generally call shenanigans after 12 anyway.
3. i wrote sin/pacie baby!fic. it makes me so happy. serious. go read, will ya?
4. my eyes hurt. never again, i say. i'm never gonna do 3 essays for someone else, no matter how much they pay. especially with BAD GRAMMAR. trust me. if you have no command of the english language (and if you don't, you *know* you don't), do not go into journalism. even if you want to be a news anchor. even if you want to be a radio personality. serious. don't.
(here's where i would use my grammarwhore icon that i've got saved on my computer. but i don't feel like it.)
5. work sucks. blah. today has taken for-fucking-ever.
6. i'm allergic to chocolate! dammit! cadbury eggs, truffle eggs, m&ms... brownies! this isn't fair. i'm going into withdrawal. or, rather, my eyes have never itched quite so much. gah.
7. going out of town saturday. must needs go shopping friday. or, maybe not.
7b. thunder is in a week. i work that day from 12 to 5. if you're in town, COME SEE ME. i'll be mostly near the waterfront (between muhammad ali and chestnut, on floyd street), and need the company dreadfully as no one ever shows up there anyway. afterwards, if i can, i'm riding a bike down to the waterfront and shall see whoever i can from then on. my mom thinks i'm too out of shape. i'll show her. *nods* i'm buying a bike this weekend, if possible. cause mine is dead. so. at any rate. yes.
8. half an hour left of work! woo. i think i shall let my brain rest and watch more eyecon vids. jensen doing a bodyswap moment was hilarious. though i wish he'd climbed jared. you'd've gone from *fangirly squee* to dead silence cause everyone would've died. me included.
[eta: 9. i'm hungry. bah.]
2. i hate april fools day. for serious. therefore, i shan't participate. and yes, i generally call shenanigans after 12 anyway.
3. i wrote sin/pacie baby!fic. it makes me so happy. serious. go read, will ya?
4. my eyes hurt. never again, i say. i'm never gonna do 3 essays for someone else, no matter how much they pay. especially with BAD GRAMMAR. trust me. if you have no command of the english language (and if you don't, you *know* you don't), do not go into journalism. even if you want to be a news anchor. even if you want to be a radio personality. serious. don't.
(here's where i would use my grammarwhore icon that i've got saved on my computer. but i don't feel like it.)
5. work sucks. blah. today has taken for-fucking-ever.
6. i'm allergic to chocolate! dammit! cadbury eggs, truffle eggs, m&ms... brownies! this isn't fair. i'm going into withdrawal. or, rather, my eyes have never itched quite so much. gah.
7. going out of town saturday. must needs go shopping friday. or, maybe not.
7b. thunder is in a week. i work that day from 12 to 5. if you're in town, COME SEE ME. i'll be mostly near the waterfront (between muhammad ali and chestnut, on floyd street), and need the company dreadfully as no one ever shows up there anyway. afterwards, if i can, i'm riding a bike down to the waterfront and shall see whoever i can from then on. my mom thinks i'm too out of shape. i'll show her. *nods* i'm buying a bike this weekend, if possible. cause mine is dead. so. at any rate. yes.
8. half an hour left of work! woo. i think i shall let my brain rest and watch more eyecon vids. jensen doing a bodyswap moment was hilarious. though i wish he'd climbed jared. you'd've gone from *fangirly squee* to dead silence cause everyone would've died. me included.
[eta: 9. i'm hungry. bah.]
