Are you a trained assassin then? She's tall and fair-haired, so are you... IT'S ALL COMING CLEAR NOW...
I'd better tread carefully round Miss Fenika. I've probably said too much already.
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Icing hand and wrist is owie! (While you can still feel stuff.)
I guess this means I have to go write something now?Ali- I look forward to the next AtCTs.
Ali- I look forward to the next AtCTs.
10- you can catch up easily. What's shaking in your neck of Europe? Any good news?
Kricket- sell the parasite and put the money in savings. Plus, baby Kricket will then be an overlord killing hero, will return with riches, and convieniently forgive you.
I guess this means I have to go write something now?
Well that's all well and good except that selling ones children is illegal. And besides if I was going to sell one it'd be the 2 year old. The baby still has charm because he's still cute and helpless. The two year old, not so much.
Be careful what you wish for - that sounds dangerously near to an Alvin and the Chipmunks sequel title to me.
Hey, where have you been storing him? He's not on the map.
oh! hey! Exactly one month! I moved in on the 20th of last month
I've edited two novels in that time.
Yay me!
I've edited two novels in that time.
Yay me!
That's worse nightmare fuel than that picture of the Hoff. You know the one I mean.
I appear to have a job interview Tuesday. Wish me luck!
Happy one month anniversary! Post pics!
Stoner college students who rent the house next door had an all-night outdoor bonfire/bongo party (and, likely, bong party) until around 3am. Kept me up, disrupted the sprogs' sleep, and then they were up at 7am and CRANKY.
I think I'm gonna have to write a horror piece involving college students getting eaten by some sort of Old One. I haven't done horror since the zombie thing, but I do believe I am in the mood.
How's the rest of the cantina? Glad to hear your sleep is on the rise, Kricket -- a few hours here and there make such a *huge* difference...
Yay you! Awesome!
There is little more horrifying than the Recursive Hasselhoff.
w00t! Good interview vibes heading your way!
Yes.
Illegal in this country. Convieniently, countries with no restrictions or easy ignored restrictions on the sale of people also have overlords. Win win.
I appear to have a job interview Tuesday. Wish me luck!
Stoner college students who rent the house next door had an all-night outdoor bonfire/bongo party (and, likely, bong party) until around 3am.
There is little more horrifying than the Recursive Hasselhoff.
ION I'm staring to wonder if my dog laying at/on the babies feet is a sign of love and protectiveness or a possessive thing. IE should I let him do it or not?
When I first moved out to Pleasanton with my sister, I was horrified by the blandness, the soccer mom outings, the way all the stores just had descriptions above them - like REAL ESTATE DENTAL SHOE STORE DOCTOR I kept expecting to find one that said STORE STORE, and all the sidewalks rolled up at 8 pm on Sunday. But then when you went out at night, and let me paraphrase Whodini, the freaks came out at night. Punks, full on goth kids in all manner of black regalia, spikes, green mohawks, etc. I wondered where they hid during the day, so I wrote a quasi-dystopian story about the night belonging to the punks and the day belonging to the yuppies.
I think I'm gonna have to write a horror piece involving college students getting eaten by some sort of Old One. I haven't done horror since the zombie thing, but I do believe I am in the mood.
The area where I live was one of the centers of the commune movement back in the 60s, and we still have a couple of still-running ashrams in the area, a Buddhist temple, and essentially so much counter-culture the soccer moms sort of stand out as weird. I like it, quite frankly, because there's also a high density of bookstores, a huge international community, all kinds of good, cheap food from all over the world, bike-trails everywhere, AND we're in the middle of the woods/cowfields. I used to spend 3hrs a day commuting in and out of Boston, and now my biggest traffic hazard is turkeys (the real kind) in the road and students in crosswalks. It's a pretty great place to live, and an awesome place to grow up for kids.
That said, stoner neighbors wouldn't normally bother me, except they let their dogs run loose and/or bark all night, and having a loud outdoor party until 3am when they know there are little kids right next door is seriously inconsiderate. If they'd shut it down at midnight I would've been *much* less peeved.
Good luck, Raven!
Bettie, borrow a camera from a neighbor. If they wont part with it, ask them to walk around with you and take pics of things you point at
And yay for me being scary, I said in a high pitched voice!
Heh. I don't count as strange people?