As if you could outrun Dean Winchester.

About me, blah blah blah moar to come later

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Gwen Dailey/Oracle: I never relied on hope. I never stopped believing my destiny is in my own hands. I never learned to surrender. Do the things you know you cannot do.

Benedict Sablier/Saetan SaDiablo: Nobility is not only in the Blood, but in the purpose.

Rowan Morgenstern/Elle Woods: He who speaks of the virtue of moderation hasn't the courage to embrace joy.

Lilly Pride/Black Cat: The rose uses its beauty to bleed the beguiled.

Jake Almassy/Applejack: You will never know your own strength until you test it.

Michael Zilbershchlag/Magneto: We are either tools, or weapons.

So some newwwwwws. Lol madness at work as usual but it's look like it'll make more sense soon. Next week they're shuffling around the work stations on our floor and I'll be moving to a better location (better meaning closer to the attorneys that I work closer with). But more importantly I'll be working in an area where people will stop looking over my shoulder! YAY. This is good! This means I can work uninterrupted and/or rp the day away.

Getting back on the diet/running schedule starting tomorrow. Overall good news, but MAN those first days are going to brutal. I apologize right now if I get snappy or weepy or both.

I'm missing Comic Con like you wouldn't believe. ;_; Forgive me, it's making me a little grumpy today and also will probably continue until everyone gets back.

but I might very well be close. It's Thursday, on a shortened (holiday) work week. and I've already worked over 40 hours.

O_o

maybe they'll let me go home early. FINGERS ARE CROSSED. Then I can pass out, wake up, eat something finally, and then tackle my to do list for rplandia. And maybe some Torchwood, too. Death, also, wouldn't be too bad of an option at this rate. x_x

So. I’m lame. Like, massively, massively lame. Real world, work, and family nonsense really threw me for a massive loop and I’ve been MIA since before Easter. I’ve been meaning to post here with mea culpas but then more bullshit goes down and I’m just asldkjadlkadada.

I’m really sorry to everyone and all the games and psls that I left without warning. Everything just hit me like a truck. I’m just very blah about everything right now but I felt bad for leaving so very abruptly without apology. I’d like to apologize right now, though, so: I’m very, very sorry and I’ll take the reprimands.

Although please don’t start it with “In the future...” I don’t think my heart can take it after the morning I’ve had at work. -_-

EDIT: And don't mention the price of condos in LA. I don't know what possessed me to check something so apalling, but I did. And I feel ill.

( “Wait, wait,” said the frog. “Take me with thee. I can’t run as thou canst.” But what did it avail him to scream his croak, croak, after her, as loudly as he could? )

I need some halp, since SOMEONE thinks Lee Pace is scary looking (I won't properly address such blasphemy here because I will go on for DAYS) I need a back up PB just in case. Mid twenties to late twenties (but not too late). Preferably dark haired. Sort of lanky if possible. Needs to be able to pull of serious and adorably nervous, since those are his two main modes.

Ideas? Anyone? Halp!


EDIT: So far the list is as follows = Shia LeBeouf, Matthew Goode, Zachary Levi, Aidan Turner, Joseph Gordon-Levitt

HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE apologies to everyone I owe tags to. Work has been kicking my ass lately. :\ Unfortunately I won't be able to get back on track until Monday. This weekend I'm out to Vegas. Wish me luck! I had intended to just be cold and eat at buffets, but recently I found out that my dream house is back on the market. I only need $5 mil for it! Only! So hopefully by Monday I will be the proud owner of the Wolf's Lair and will be ready and able to post.

( Hide your ambition. A secret blade is always more dangerous than one worn on the belt. )

So last night I was all ready to take some medicine and just blissfully sleep the last remnants of my illness away. And of course there were none. So what does my smart ass do? Take the ALMIGHTY TARGET BRAND SLEEPING PILL OF DOOM. I have NO clue why the Target one is so goddamn strong. Nothing. It's like someone took a sledgehammer, wrapped it up in a warm comforter, and then gave me a swift whack to the head. I knocked out but didn't get a full 8 hours so I'm such a fucking zombie.

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL I was just relaying the story to my roommate and apparently she could hear me snoring very loudly. OH TARGET WHY MUST YOU EMBARRASS ME SO.

So, anyway, long story short. I've been sick. I'm well-ish. And once this grogginess passes I should be cognizant enough to finish tags I owe.

Yay. Someone broke into my car last night and took all my shit.

;___;

So great, I was sort of thinking I wanted to skip work today but I wanted to go for a drive. I didn't want to go to the DMV. Or call the cops. Or cancel all my cards. Fuck my fucking fucking life.

Okay, this has nothing to do with anything. And really, I should be so embarrassed because this is going to show off my nerd sooo much. But if at 2:06pm Pacific you heard a very high pitched squee with no source in sight? That was me. What was the cause of my joy?

THIS.

I. AM. SO. HAPPY.

Yes, I geek out over my electronics and god knows I have SLRs, regular digital cameras, and camera phones coming out of my fucking ears but I LOVE MY POLAROIDS. IDGAF if they're old and lo-tech and that makes me weird. I have a bunch and a polaroid mount for my Holga and I’ve been buying film and using them sparingly since Polaroid decided to focus on their digital lines.

Sorry to interrupt your f-lists! Back to you regular scheduled programming.

( Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall. )

When your boss says “Hey, do you want to earn some overtime?” the answer is no. Hell to the fuck no. My paycheck was amazing, yes, but this past weekend was the first one this month I hadn’t worked and Friday was the first worknight since August that I came home at 6pm instead of 11:30pm. I shit you not. It's the 21st and I've worked overtime almost every single day this month. I sort of want to curl up and die. And I sure as hell never want to go to law school. I was still on the fence before but oh god does this seal my fate.

Our hearing is on Thursday so I have a few more late late late nights this week but universe-willing we win this judgment and I don’t have to stay late anymore. Fingers crossed please!

I managed to get halfway through my AN tags before I’m about to sit and read 7 of the driest deposition transcripts ON EARTH. I’M SORRY I SUCK. I LOVE YOU ALL!

Still left to do:
- Dragon NPC for the Quinn/Rashel/Daphne team.
- Keller for the Galen/Aidan/Dalis team

I feel like I’m missing something.

Day after a holiday are always hectic so writing this down before I forget.

To Do:
- Dragon (?) NPC for the Quinn/Rashel/Daphne team.
- Winnie, then Keller for the Galen/Aidan/Dalis team
- Thierry for Team Lucas
- Sienna for Thane/Zoe
- Lucy intro
- Beatles Rock Band (!!!!!!!)

Dear, dear, friends. I'm in a good mood. I'm still up to my eyeballs in timesheets (yay end of the month) and still have woes about things. But I am in a good mood. Why? Because I'm in love with the app TWI, Texting While Intoxicated. Just as the title suggests, it's just a series of texts sent while drunk or in the aftermath of being drunk. Unfortunately unlike it's sister app FML, there is no actual website (yet?) so I can't link. But my roommmate was having a bad day so I typed out a few choice ones for her. And in case you were having a bad day, here they are. Enjoy!

( Cut for length and bad words! Tee hee! )

It's Friday! Let's dance!

Edit: OMG I WANT TO GO HOME. THERE IS A COPY OF SNOW LEOPARD WAITING FOR MEEEE. /nerdcorespazz

EditEdit: WOW MY COFFEE IS KICKING HARD TODAY.

I've gotten two, count them, two "In the future..." lectures today.

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I'm having a very bad day at work.

I find it very annoying that right when I start doing posts for AN, work decides it’ll give me the same crap schedule I had when AN was in it’s heyday. Yay 13 hour work days? Or not.

._.

Whee! I have returned! Comic Con was... exhausting? Good. Not great, even with the amazing awesome things that did happen. My tenth year going and it's obvious it an entirely different beast now. I don't think I like it, even with the upsides it comes with. ._.

Still in a bit of recovery mode. I finally have no more guests at the house now but work piled up when I left. I should be back in the swing of things tonight? Will be diving headlong into AN stuff this week. Scout's honor.

Head's up my dears! I know I've been MIA lately (my desk assignment this month has been brutal but at least I'm getting some new experience; I'm leveling up!) and I'm just sorry to say that it'll be continuing for another week while I'm getting my nerd on at Comic Con. Fingers crossed that this will jumpstart my comic character muse who has been woefully quiet lately.

Anyways, I won't be around much on aim or gchat or here on IJ, but if you really want to see my shenanigans, fangirlgasms, and drunken meanderings, you can find me on Twitter. I don't think I'd be very interesting, and I'm sure it's just a lot of "omg Twilight panel, I really did need my eardrums ;_;" and "lol lost my friends while I was stalking @FeliciaDay" but who knows.

I'll be back Sunday night. If not, it's because I've been arrested for trying to bag and tag Misha Collins.

When I get back though, I'll be ready to get on that ball for the AN end.

I don't like how the universe keeps tell me to grow a pair and tell people how I really feel about them. Oh cosmic forces, it's just going to result in lots of lost friendships, angry phone calls from relatives, and many tables flipped over in anger.

I also don't like how my happy happy IJ is becoming the place I rant in because too many people have me on LJ and on Twitter and on Facebook and I can't properly vent. Not that I don't love everyone here, but it's supposed to be my place of crazy characters and their insane problems. Not of my constant ulcer courtesy of my sister or my current migraine which I have named after my cousin.

I don't like how I've watched the sun rise two days in a row again. Third time better be a charm. I need sleep for work tomorrow.

You know what I do like? Push. Let me rephrase that. I'm too lazy to change it out of the player, so I keep rewatching Push while I clean. It's not cinematic greatness by any stretch of the imagination, and Dakota Fanning acts circles around everyone in it, but holy crap, Chris Evans, you are disgustingly charming and hot has hell.