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Today I was going to go to work for a half-day, to check my cells and see if the autoclave had been repaired (doubtful). I haven't done the last few days of that 30-day meme yet, either. I also need to write out the other half of the holiday cards that weren't begun until after Christmas.

Instead? I have:

1. made and consumed an entire pot of coffee

2. caught up on the cm_exchange fic and a bunch of Kirk/McCoy fics that were written/posted for the holidays

3. laughed at our ridiculous cats, who actually FARTED while sitting on my lap

4. written more AU not!fic (I blame this all on why_me_why_not and harriet_vane)

5. dug through the mini's hard-drive to see if I ever actually typed up a Brendon/Frank ficlet set in the Epic Love Story verse (I hadn't)

6. downloaded BRMC's holiday gift songs (:D)


Now I'm going to go exercise, and then stop by work before we meet some friends for sushi and The Gourds at the Continental Club. Unwashed and well-read, y'all.

None of this precludes more pondering of ranch!AU fic or domestic fic. Which pretty much always ends in porn in my head, because that's just the way my brain is. (*points at last.fm's song choice* See, even my music thinks riding lessons in the ranch!AU should be considered, and then, you know, pornified.)

I know this isn't really a laughing matter, because someone died. But I can't help it. Dying in a vat of melted chocolate?


There are huge blisters on the knuckles of my left hand where I forgot to take the asbestos gloves to dig through the -80 freezer yesterday and I freezer-burned myself. Ouch.


Ugh. Slept for 8 hours last night, and still can't wake up. But since that sleep included an unexpected fandom-related dream, I shouldn't complain.


/morning random

I cleaned out my jeep last night. (Notice that I do not say I washed it - the exterior is still filthy.) There was a Lunchable jammed under the front passenger seat. It has to be a few weeks old, right? From the trip to NOLA for BND? Because it wasn't mine. why_me_why_not? vic_ramsey? playfullips?

I'm not sure what it says about the packaging or the preservatives that it wasn't smelly or visibly decayed.



Completely unrelated: I sort of love the Tweets that are coming from the NINJA tour.

Oh, Tom.


Also? My internet at home blows. IDK why, but the last few days it's been off more than on in the hours I've been home.


I am sort of amused by the fact that I walked past the NBC and ABC vans on my way to work today. Is it really that newsworthy that Barbara Bush had heart surgery at TMC?


I'm not sure how this would work. DNW. It defeats the purpose of academic science. Plus, it's basically a subsidy for publishers, particularly Elsevier and other (European, wicked expensive) publishers. I'm not clear on why this even made it into a bill, it's so stupid and backwards, and a drain on public funding.


Tonight is Watchmen night. :D

/random

• Callus ≠ callous. One is a noun, the other an adjective. They are not interchangeable, no matter what people seem to think.

• MrIris's grandma is ten kinds of awesome. She's a Democrat in a very Red part of Iowa, and as such she is inundated with calls and info and requests for cottage-meetings for campaigning candidates during the election season. Her comment about John Edwards? "He has really nice buns. I kept staring at his jeans, the whole time we spoke." That doesn't mean she favors him, though.

• John Cusack on A&E this AM. Yum.

• Talk to me about earlobe stretching/gauges. I got into a discussion with a barista (baristo? is there a difference between masculine and feminine? plural is baristi, isn't it?) the other day about his gauges, about how long it took him to work up to his (his next stretch will up to the 10mm size), and how he'd gone too big to begin with and messed up his ears, and then one of his friends came in, and his gauges that were HUGE, like the size of quarters, and he wore eyelets because the solid gauges were too heavy. Gauges that big make me think ouch, not ooh, cool. So, would you go that big?