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*races into room, slams door to lock out the approaching zombie horde, drops shotgun and frantically begins typing SOS*

What? It's a better excuse than "I've been really distracted lately."

Attempt to drag self back into something productive, since all other forms of activity seem to have stalled: Comment here and I'll pick one of your LJ interests and make you an icon. You have no say in what I make an icon of.
- lifted from dhaunea

guede_mazaka- I have a whole folder of fic that I've saved and haven't read yet. Expect to be feedback-bombed this weekend.

*sounds of many hundred shuffling feet becoming louder in the background*
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*briefly claws way back up into sanity*

*plots excruciatingly painful deaths of developmental psychology professor, abnormal psychology proffestor, criminal justice professor, world literature professor, and whatever sadist designed the semseter schedule*

*briefly attempts to plot the death of the cold virus*

*considers the complete and utter idiocy of having just said "I know there's a Bible around here somewhere, but I'll be damned if I can find it" and considers killing self, too*

*gives up last shred of faith in humanity as a species*

*loses grip on thin thread of rationality and sinks back into Nyquil-thick depths of insanity*
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I helped a turtle cross the road today.

*warm fuzzies*

Does anyone know how long your nails have to be to get a decent manicure?
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Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to... or not

The store I work at closed about a month ago- our lease was up but the new space wasn't ready to move into yet. I was wondering why I hadn't gotten a call, the construction should be almost done, but I just ran into one of the other girls and heard the news.

There are warrants out in two different states for my manager. He's currently on the run. I'm trying to remember where I've seen help wanted signs lately.


I'm sure you're all aware of this already, but I'd just like to point out that the clifftop fencing match in The Princess Bride is one of those scenes that absolutely has to be watched *every* *single* *time* it comes on TV.

I'm not left-handed either.

*considering trying to find my copy of The Silent Gondoliers in an effort to maximize the Goldman-love*
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How are the stripes supposed to go, anyway?

It's like... you know when you find a really cool little snake in the backyard, and you want to pick it up and ooh and aah, but before you can find a good snake-picking-up stick it occurs to you that you're not actually sure whether the red is supposed to be next to the black or the yellow?

rokeon@gmail.com

*pokes with stick*
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