There are a lot of things I'm not ready to talk about. You all probably have a good idea of what they are and how I feel about them, anyway. If I talked about them right now, I'd get too distracted from work, and we can't be having that ( Read more... )

There's supposed to be some week when it gets better. This wasn't it.

Anwar, you had so better stay in touch.

One of my civilians pointed me to this. I love having civilians, it makes me feel important, like Manson or someone. It's rumored that Constantine is one of the people in the bidding war.


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Yeah, I'll straight out say it. Scott doesn't have half the talent or a tenth of the character Nadia does. I'm not dissing him behind his back, either, he knows I feel that way. He's not a bad singer, but he shouldn't still be here. Cleveland must have some serious Mafia.

Not that it's supposed to be easy. You'd think by now I'd be able to deal with it better. Not that I've been dealing with it poorly, don't get me wrong, but once again I've got to say thank goodness for Judd, for being both my lover and my best friend, and thereby keeping me sane. I feel like I have a secret weapon, an advantage that the others don ( Read more... )

First, before I forget:

Party at the beach Wednesday night after the show. If you're reading this, you're invited. BYOB and pirate accoutrements. We had a couple of really great ones stop by last week ( Read more... )

A couple of funny icons I found:

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Judd and I are pregnant, too. We haven't decided yet which one of us has to carry the baby. Maybe we should let you cats vote on it. What do you all think?

ETA: I love the LJ programmers. "Processing whining" is absolutely fucking perfect.

America got it so fucking wrong. The person who should have gone home hasn't left the couch. Sorry man, but I gotta call em like I see em ( Read more... )

[fucking AIM kicked me AND Judd-p AND Aloha-p. dammit.]