this post is the product of magical free time
I hope everyone had a good holiday. My Christmas was pretty low key compared to last year’s when I had to fly on Christmas day, but quiet was nice. And I got to see my little dog open her own stocking, which was one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen. I got some new clothes too, well…new sweaters. Apparently my family sent around some sort of memo about the serious sweater deprivation taking place in my wardrobe. Or something. Because I now own an insane amount of sweaters. I think I could wear a new sweater every day for the next twenty years at least. Which, you know, is not a bad thing. Because sweaters successfully combine the elements of snuggly and pretty in a single garment. Pretty amazing, no?
Oh, and I got The Office on DVD, so…can we just talk about Karen for a moment? I’ve been rewatching season three, and everyone I know seems to hate Karen like the devil incarnate, but I just…can’t. I can’t do it. I actually kind of adore her. A lot. Please tell me I’m not alone in this because she’s smart and funny and ridiculously gorgeous, people. And if Jim hadn’t been so irrevocably hung up on Pam, Karen would’ve been great for him. There’s nothing there to hate. Actually, it’s Jim I kinda want to slap for bringing her to Scranton just to be his pretty, pretty, pretty security blanket.
What else? All of my magical free time means I have been sitting around dressed in my extensive sweater collection and writing a lot. So I should be able to update LitToS pretty soon. And then I’m going to let myself sit around (still dressed in my extensive sweater collection, of course) and read lots of fic. I’ve been out of the fic writing loop for over a year, so if I’ve missed amazing things, and I’m sure I have, do let me know. Because digging through FF.net usually gives me a headache, and I’d much rather you just rec me things. Pretty please?
And lastly, I just want to say how ridiculously excited all the dancing Mer/Der promos are making me. Despite Izzie’s propensity for sleeping with the dead and Lexie’s unfortunate thing with Mark, despite Sadie still existing for the sake of all things pointless and the hate that fills me at the thought of Denny’s face, despite all of that…I’m actually looking forward to the next eppy. Because Meredith and Derek are pretty and they dance it out, people. And yes this makes me shallow and easily bribed by shiny things, but I can’t help it. My ship is really, really ridiculously good looking.
Oh, and I got The Office on DVD, so…can we just talk about Karen for a moment? I’ve been rewatching season three, and everyone I know seems to hate Karen like the devil incarnate, but I just…can’t. I can’t do it. I actually kind of adore her. A lot. Please tell me I’m not alone in this because she’s smart and funny and ridiculously gorgeous, people. And if Jim hadn’t been so irrevocably hung up on Pam, Karen would’ve been great for him. There’s nothing there to hate. Actually, it’s Jim I kinda want to slap for bringing her to Scranton just to be his pretty, pretty, pretty security blanket.
What else? All of my magical free time means I have been sitting around dressed in my extensive sweater collection and writing a lot. So I should be able to update LitToS pretty soon. And then I’m going to let myself sit around (still dressed in my extensive sweater collection, of course) and read lots of fic. I’ve been out of the fic writing loop for over a year, so if I’ve missed amazing things, and I’m sure I have, do let me know. Because digging through FF.net usually gives me a headache, and I’d much rather you just rec me things. Pretty please?
And lastly, I just want to say how ridiculously excited all the dancing Mer/Der promos are making me. Despite Izzie’s propensity for sleeping with the dead and Lexie’s unfortunate thing with Mark, despite Sadie still existing for the sake of all things pointless and the hate that fills me at the thought of Denny’s face, despite all of that…I’m actually looking forward to the next eppy. Because Meredith and Derek are pretty and they dance it out, people. And yes this makes me shallow and easily bribed by shiny things, but I can’t help it. My ship is really, really ridiculously good looking.