What's wrong with the world? I get up, I get online...normally there are 48329048324382 people buzzing around doing stuff and I can harass them. But nooo not today. Today no one is online, no one is entertaining me, there is no one for me to annoy up close and in person. I am distraught and disturbed.
Come on, all you lazy folks! You should all be online and available in my direct line of vision!
Right,
so what if I got up at 6:30am? Don't you ALL get up that early? Lazy, the lot of you!
Okay, so that might be
somewhat unreasonable.
*makes breakfast*
The agenda for the next few days:
- Force repair place to give me my computer back. This is very high up on my list of priorities, because without my computer I am lost.
- Buy new running shoes. Avoid running at all costs, as veela boobs are rather sore. Besides, Blossoms don't run, they saunter jauntily in the sunshine.
- Keep
isilya away from moving vehicles.
- Babysit v. cute nephew.
- Go see the Matrix with
isilya and my friend Andrea.
- Go to Guelph Pride Picnic. Yes, you read that right. Guelph Pride Picnic. This is happening on Saturday afternoon, so if anyone (snerk) is in the Guelph-Wellingon/GTA/Tri-city area and wants to join in on the fun and hilarity, let me know and I'll give you times and directions. It should be...extremely odd.
- Attend post pride party with some of my favourite gay men, all of whom (perhaps barring one) have better hair than me.
- Send
isilya shopping with my sister. They have a similar...er...drive and method, shall we say. My sister already loves
isilya and wants to be her. At a party last night:
Sister [to Isilya, within earshot of ME]: So, what do you think of Ivy?
me [to Isilya]: Did she just ask you what you think of me?
Isilya: Yes.
me: While I can hear you?
Isilya: Yes.
me: Typical.
Okay, so that was unrelated to shopping, but I thought it was funny. And disturbing. I managed to not catch Isi's answer to that, which was probably fortunate.
- Take
isilya to Toronto. I mean, Guelph is the centre of all things bight and beautiful, but everyone needs to see the SARS-infested capital of the province that just made gay marriage legal. Sure, it might kill her, but sight-seeing is important.
- Eat wild boar pizza. (This is a prediction. We are having dinner at my friend's house in Toronto, and he never fails to provide me with my daily wild boar requirement. "Fortified with Wild Boar.")
- Whine loudly about my complete and utter lack of own computer. I am knocking this message out on coconuts right now. Woe is me.
- Edit like a crazy editing thing.
Man, getting up at the asscrack of dawn makes a girl hungry. Oh, also: the moment I get my computer back I will post the last chapter of Origins, or, conversely, a random segment that should have belonged to a rewrite of another fic I wrote which was called Haven. I intended to post it...well, earlier, but, you know, lack of technology et al. It's very long and has smoochies in it. And so on and so forth.
/stupid, way-too-early-in-the-morning post