Sunday mumblings
Aug. 10th, 2003 08:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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fenwic! Yay! Very nifty note paper that I am going to keep forever. My goal? To get James, Danny, and/or Tom to sign every. sheet. Why are you looking at me like that?
And, it needs to be said, again, that I adore Fen. She is so sweet and lovely and I want to be just like her. Especially the organization parts. I covet her organizational skills.
- Leaving a sponge to dry in an oft-used sink is just stupid. *hits self on head*
- When I was wee Fireflies aka Lightening Bugs used to scare me because I thought the meant that there would be lightening soon.
- Thursday August 14th will henceforth be known as C-day as it is the day I will finally get my car fixed. It has been sitting, sad and alone, in the same spot for the past, ohhhhhh, tenish months. "Why haven't I gotten it fixed sooner?" you ask. Well, gentle reader, I didn't have the money for the repairs. "But AC," you say, "You still don't have the money". "True," I reply, but I do have inspection that is up at the beginning of next month. I passed my car on my walk this evening and paused to give it a pat and promise it to take it to a nice car wash and get the works done in hopes to appease it. My fingers are crossed, but it is named Trick, so it might be a bit testy. If the Super Deluxe car wash doesn't work I will try to buy it shiny things like a new paint job (happiness is cars still under warranty).
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Monday: Grilled salmon with honey mustard dressing, spinach, asparagus and roasted potatoes- healthy. Decent food group representation. I am pleased with this lunch.
Tuesday: Spinach, whole wheat spinach ravioli, pumpkin ravioli, spinach bread, vodka sauce- not all that healthy. A boat load of carbs, and the heavy cream in the vodka sauce coupled with the cheese and bread in the spinach bread will probably be too heavy. Oh well. I'll suffer.
Wednesday: Chicken (I got one of those pre-cooked rotisserie jobbies) with a marinara sauce (not the vodka sauce), spinach, asparagus, roasted potatoes- pretty healthy again with the decent food group rep. Yay!
Thursday and Friday: Who knows as I am taking th days off.
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No, not really. Well sort of. I was supposed to go to Rhode Island with my family this upcoming weekend, so two months ago I took the days off. The trip has since been canceled, but I didn't take back my days off as I want them off, damn it! The peeps I work with still think I am going to RI, and I am keeping with the lie because it is just easier that way. Besides, I only have two more weeks in this department, so they are going to have to get used to life without me. Really, it is just me being kind, easing them into a Chickenless life. It will be hard on them, I know.
Technically, I am supposed to have Monday the 18th off as well, but I might change that for Friday the 22nd. Have a nice three day weekend before my new job.
- Yesterday I got to play with a nine week old french bulldog named Cable. She belongs to my college roommate. I talked to her yesterday and she invited me to her place in Jersey City (my first time on the Path train. It smelled like cigarettes) for din-din. There I met, not only her puppy, but her girlfriend and her gay boyfriend. Good times. And the puppy. Dear lord, the puppy. The cutest little thing ever. I want her to be mine. She was so playful and lovable and kissy and awwwwww. I love her. I may dognap her. I'll need an alibi.
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Three scenes. I have three scenes to write. And a wee little scene at the end, just to close up the story and plant seeds for the sequel.
I have been mentally trying to work these fuckers for weeks but to no avail. And they are pretty freaking essential to the story. I need to establish the reason that Xander would go to Spike's at three thirty in the morning. No. I have the reason, I need the scene to establish why the reason happens. This takes place in a club. I need to write the banter and stuff.
Then I need to write the Xander "I'm an asshole" scene, though not for the spanderific reasons you are probably thinking. It doesn't have to do with any of the stuff that happens in the series, I don't think. See. If I was as organized asfenwic I would have a detailed outline and know if I am going to include past shit.
And finally, I just need Wes to come in and talk to the boys.
It's not that hard! It's not that much. My Giles Character study piece has been screaming at me for weeks saying "For goodness sake, AC, get off your lazy arse and write me having sex and impure thoughts!" And I want to. I really do. But if I don't finish Spander bad things will happen. Really. The fate of the world rests on my finishing this piece.
GAAAAAAHHH! I want one ofcousinjean's thought to paper machines.
Can I have a back rub?
fenwic! Yay! Very nifty note paper that I am going to keep forever. My goal? To get James, Danny, and/or Tom to sign every. sheet. Why are you looking at me like that? And, it needs to be said, again, that I adore Fen. She is so sweet and lovely and I want to be just like her. Especially the organization parts. I covet her organizational skills.
- Leaving a sponge to dry in an oft-used sink is just stupid. *hits self on head*
- When I was wee Fireflies aka Lightening Bugs used to scare me because I thought the meant that there would be lightening soon.
- Thursday August 14th will henceforth be known as C-day as it is the day I will finally get my car fixed. It has been sitting, sad and alone, in the same spot for the past, ohhhhhh, tenish months. "Why haven't I gotten it fixed sooner?" you ask. Well, gentle reader, I didn't have the money for the repairs. "But AC," you say, "You still don't have the money". "True," I reply, but I do have inspection that is up at the beginning of next month. I passed my car on my walk this evening and paused to give it a pat and promise it to take it to a nice car wash and get the works done in hopes to appease it. My fingers are crossed, but it is named Trick, so it might be a bit testy. If the Super Deluxe car wash doesn't work I will try to buy it shiny things like a new paint job (happiness is cars still under warranty).
-
Monday: Grilled salmon with honey mustard dressing, spinach, asparagus and roasted potatoes- healthy. Decent food group representation. I am pleased with this lunch.
Tuesday: Spinach, whole wheat spinach ravioli, pumpkin ravioli, spinach bread, vodka sauce- not all that healthy. A boat load of carbs, and the heavy cream in the vodka sauce coupled with the cheese and bread in the spinach bread will probably be too heavy. Oh well. I'll suffer.
Wednesday: Chicken (I got one of those pre-cooked rotisserie jobbies) with a marinara sauce (not the vodka sauce), spinach, asparagus, roasted potatoes- pretty healthy again with the decent food group rep. Yay!
Thursday and Friday: Who knows as I am taking th days off.
-
No, not really. Well sort of. I was supposed to go to Rhode Island with my family this upcoming weekend, so two months ago I took the days off. The trip has since been canceled, but I didn't take back my days off as I want them off, damn it! The peeps I work with still think I am going to RI, and I am keeping with the lie because it is just easier that way. Besides, I only have two more weeks in this department, so they are going to have to get used to life without me. Really, it is just me being kind, easing them into a Chickenless life. It will be hard on them, I know.
Technically, I am supposed to have Monday the 18th off as well, but I might change that for Friday the 22nd. Have a nice three day weekend before my new job.
- Yesterday I got to play with a nine week old french bulldog named Cable. She belongs to my college roommate. I talked to her yesterday and she invited me to her place in Jersey City (my first time on the Path train. It smelled like cigarettes) for din-din. There I met, not only her puppy, but her girlfriend and her gay boyfriend. Good times. And the puppy. Dear lord, the puppy. The cutest little thing ever. I want her to be mine. She was so playful and lovable and kissy and awwwwww. I love her. I may dognap her. I'll need an alibi.
-
Three scenes. I have three scenes to write. And a wee little scene at the end, just to close up the story and plant seeds for the sequel.
I have been mentally trying to work these fuckers for weeks but to no avail. And they are pretty freaking essential to the story. I need to establish the reason that Xander would go to Spike's at three thirty in the morning. No. I have the reason, I need the scene to establish why the reason happens. This takes place in a club. I need to write the banter and stuff.
Then I need to write the Xander "I'm an asshole" scene, though not for the spanderific reasons you are probably thinking. It doesn't have to do with any of the stuff that happens in the series, I don't think. See. If I was as organized as
fenwic I would have a detailed outline and know if I am going to include past shit. And finally, I just need Wes to come in and talk to the boys.
It's not that hard! It's not that much. My Giles Character study piece has been screaming at me for weeks saying "For goodness sake, AC, get off your lazy arse and write me having sex and impure thoughts!" And I want to. I really do. But if I don't finish Spander bad things will happen. Really. The fate of the world rests on my finishing this piece.
GAAAAAAHHH! I want one of
cousinjean's thought to paper machines. Can I have a back rub?
