Monday morning curse strikes again!
- I wake up, and my entire neighbourhood is without electricity. I don't know when it went out, but it wasn't back on when I left. Brushing your teeth and getting dressed in the dark - interesting, yes. It better be back when I get home, or I'm going to have to kill a bitch circuit.
- Total shit weather with rain and wind and me biking down to the train station. Then it turned sunny. Then it poured down sideways. Then it was sunny again. Then it rained. Make up your annoying mind, weathergods!
- At work, the phone lines are down and have been since Friday, apparently. It's fixed now, but has lead to blacklog of work.
- George Carlin died. :(
Mondays should be banned. Why has not the UN adressed this vital question of basic human right yet?
On the bright side, brother and his gf showed up for their two weeks visit last night. I've taken next week off to hang out with them, and they plan to spend this week catching up on my DVD collection, apparently. First is Doctor Who series three, about which my brother and I had the following conversation:
CamBro: [Indicating the cover] That's the new chick?
Me: Yeah. Martha.
CamBro: [to his gf] We have to hate her.
Me: Whut?
CamBro: Isn't that what you do to companions? Everyone at work hates Billie Piper. Very strongly.
Me: [Thinking of fandom] Well, opinions on her tend to run very strongly in either love or hate direction.
CamBro: Mmm. [Indicates the Master] That another companion?
Me: ... I wouldn't call him exactly that, no. That's the Master.
CamBro: Ah! Plotpoint!
Me: With a vengeance.
More opinions will follow, I'm sure. Up after Doctor Who is BSG, which I am determined to make him like, even if he's in it just to ogle hot robots.
Speaking of BSG, I am pondering what to write next (lastest is with beta at the moment) - anyone got any vague requests? Adama/Roslin bent is probably most likely to hit it off with me.
Speaking of fanfic, I got a PM from ff.net yesterday, which went Hey, I really enjoyed "Womb Of Sky And Skin." It was really good. What are you going to work on next? Write me soon. She then sent me almost the exact same message about two other CSI stories as well and I'm left going bwhuh? a bit. Not to mention I haven't written CSI in so long, so send a polite 'nowadays-I-write-BSG-sorry-except-not-because-BSG-is-awesome' reply, I guess.
Finally - Yay, Spain beat Italy. Awww, first time since 1920. Sorry Italians on my flist, but the football Italy was playing hurt me in the heart to watch. (Faking injury when Spain has a chance to go for the Italian goal? Uncool! The Spanish players played the ball out so the fake!injury could get treated, but I almost wish they hadn't. That sort of thing shouldn't be rewarded.)
Quote of the day that amused me: "The world moves forward. It has nowhere else to go."
Monday cursed for you, o flist, or are you having better luck than me?
- I wake up, and my entire neighbourhood is without electricity. I don't know when it went out, but it wasn't back on when I left. Brushing your teeth and getting dressed in the dark - interesting, yes. It better be back when I get home, or I'm going to have to kill a bitch circuit.
- Total shit weather with rain and wind and me biking down to the train station. Then it turned sunny. Then it poured down sideways. Then it was sunny again. Then it rained. Make up your annoying mind, weathergods!
- At work, the phone lines are down and have been since Friday, apparently. It's fixed now, but has lead to blacklog of work.
- George Carlin died. :(
Mondays should be banned. Why has not the UN adressed this vital question of basic human right yet?
On the bright side, brother and his gf showed up for their two weeks visit last night. I've taken next week off to hang out with them, and they plan to spend this week catching up on my DVD collection, apparently. First is Doctor Who series three, about which my brother and I had the following conversation:
CamBro: [Indicating the cover] That's the new chick?
Me: Yeah. Martha.
CamBro: [to his gf] We have to hate her.
Me: Whut?
CamBro: Isn't that what you do to companions? Everyone at work hates Billie Piper. Very strongly.
Me: [Thinking of fandom] Well, opinions on her tend to run very strongly in either love or hate direction.
CamBro: Mmm. [Indicates the Master] That another companion?
Me: ... I wouldn't call him exactly that, no. That's the Master.
CamBro: Ah! Plotpoint!
Me: With a vengeance.
More opinions will follow, I'm sure. Up after Doctor Who is BSG, which I am determined to make him like, even if he's in it just to ogle hot robots.
Speaking of BSG, I am pondering what to write next (lastest is with beta at the moment) - anyone got any vague requests? Adama/Roslin bent is probably most likely to hit it off with me.
Speaking of fanfic, I got a PM from ff.net yesterday, which went Hey, I really enjoyed "Womb Of Sky And Skin." It was really good. What are you going to work on next? Write me soon. She then sent me almost the exact same message about two other CSI stories as well and I'm left going bwhuh? a bit. Not to mention I haven't written CSI in so long, so send a polite 'nowadays-I-write-BSG-sorry-except-not-because-BSG-is-awesome' reply, I guess.
Finally - Yay, Spain beat Italy. Awww, first time since 1920. Sorry Italians on my flist, but the football Italy was playing hurt me in the heart to watch. (Faking injury when Spain has a chance to go for the Italian goal? Uncool! The Spanish players played the ball out so the fake!injury could get treated, but I almost wish they hadn't. That sort of thing shouldn't be rewarded.)
Quote of the day that amused me: "The world moves forward. It has nowhere else to go."
Monday cursed for you, o flist, or are you having better luck than me?
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Date: 2008-06-23 04:03 pm (UTC)Heh! Well, my brain did have a think about that, so we shall see what happens...