it might work next time

a nice pale cotton nightgown at target almost seduced me. it had some pretty lacy overlay at the top, but it wasn't too much. and then i looked down and saw the hem ended in a good foot of ruffle.

!!!

i ask you.

why?

more importantly, who is responsible for this? and where does he or she live?

ps: you've gotta love a story with the line 'And that was when the street blew up.' eta: no you don't.

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i am dizzy with sleepiness.

i've nearly exhausted my supply of good omens fic. and i read one that was recommended as bad writing but hot sex, but it was actually fairly short and established-relationship and not even as hot as the one that made the sex all metaphysical. i'd like to introduce it to some stories from other fandoms like coals of fire and compay segundo and the course and a fine and private place.

star wars... re-re-re-rec

gah. this story always does this to me and i've barely forgotten any of the details since the last time i read it. i can't breeeeeeeeeeathe properly again yet. and my neck hurts from tensing my shoulders.

early morning

i wrapped eight presents today. it was fun. i enjoy present-wrapping.

i've realized that my allergy to the baser metals makes me a nice sort of metal-authenticity-tester. am testing mom's 1970's spoon ring. i think it's sterling silver. ::hums:: no wait, it's plated over bronze. bronze. so hello, why am i not breaking out in hives? weird immune system. ::kick::

i was thinking i wanted pizza but my digestive systerm, with my reproductive system twisting its arm, vetoed the idea. so much for THAT.

look, it's a gip.

did you know that when i was a teenager mom called me 'fashion cop'? heh. heh.

dammit, what's wrong with winamp?

whee.

wax directed me to all these pictures of naked rugby players. remind me to make icons. some of them could be homoerotic even if you don't squint!

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i feel like a demon! leaving one mini mint milano in the bag! ehehehehehehe.

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eek! what happened to my trillian preferences! they've all been re-set! oh bugger, it'll be a pain in the ass to re-set it all. i need to change my passwords, probably, to something easier to remember. there's a car right outside the window whose alarm keeps going off--twice today, once in the middle of the night last night.

i'll pay anyone about $1.75 to assassinate my mother. plus a story of his or her choice. at this point it would kinda be euthanasia.

my parents are actually in favor of spending $78 on a stupid polartec jacket for my stupid sister.