This is so freaking ridiculous that I just had to get it down. OK, so, dressy thing tomorrow needs dress. But I am trying like mad to avoid shopping in person because I hate clothes shopping ( Read more... )

I feel so...spastic, I guess is the only word I can think of. I mean, I get...I don't want to say "depressed" because it doesn't feel like depression to me or at least not like depression has felt to me in the past, but I know it looks like it to other people, and if I'm really depressed, I wouldn't really be the best judge of my condition, would ( Read more... )

How is it December already? Much too much to do ( Read more... )

This was supposed to happen in July, but it didn't because I was feeling pretty crappy ( Read more... )

I think I want Epoxymoron. I haven't bought or subscribed to anything, but I went ahead and stole the name in case I want to. And I already have it on (and haven't used in ages) Dreamwidth and Blogspot.

epoxymoron.artfire.com
epoxymoron.etsy.com

I like the look of it. It has an X and a Y. Juxtaposed.

How sad is it that this the closest icon I have to crafting? I should fix that ( Read more... )

1) Trailer for Voyage of the Dawn Treader is released. So excited! <3 VDT and VDT!Edmund and VDT's first sentence.

2) WizWorld open. I wanna gooooooo.

3) Unfortunately named Graves' Disease. I have it. It is mine. Next three months will be very like the previous 3 only with drugs and doctor visits. What a crappy year.

Dear drunken Irish dude at Buffalo Wild Wings yesterday:

1. Really? You're drunk at 3:00 in the afternoon at Buffalo Wild Wings?

2. When the score is 1-1, there's no ass-kicking on anybody's part, thus rendering the chanting and the jeering at the poor dude in the English flag scarf unnecessary.

Have a lovely day. kthxbye.

So. I was just having a discussion with a coworker about the proper level of flirtation with a server. It was spawned by my mentioning my uneasiness going to the McDonalds by my apartment because one of the employees there flirts with me and won't give me my food until I smile at him. The other day he told me I had a beautiful spirit, and I know ( Read more... )

So I've got a hyperthyroid it seems, which, from how the doctor explained it, basically means I don't work right. So I get to go see an endocrinologist. Which is hella expensive. In an unlikely but still possible scenario, I might have to get it taken out. After work one day, I guess. Yay ( Read more... )