Whine Wednesday

[stoney321]

I am a complete baby when it comes to sleep, I'll be totally up front. I usually get 7 hours, 7 solid hours every single night. 8 is better. 6 is challenging. I didn't go to bed until well after 1am and then was up at 6 and I want to diiiiiieeeee. Not really, I want to sleeeeeeeep.

Last night as the last child came back (they always come back) from running around the neighborhood, I pressed the buttons to close the garage doors and the one behind my car gave a godawful thump/crumpleSKREEEEEEEE before I could push the release. It jumped the track and warped and twisted into a big mess and is now blocking my car from exiting. It was one of those standing there with my hands in my hair and mouth open moments. FUN. So hopefully I can get a repairman out because otherwise I AM TRAPPED. O_O

It was a hit or miss episode on GLEE last night (Klaine moments! Cooter/Sue moments?) but the recap is up, and the cocktail is REALLY TASTY (I broke my "no alcohol during the week" rule when I started back on P90X to make sure, so come on. Make my slowed metabolism worth it.)

I have P90X and TurboFire HIIT to do today, because I'm insane. Also, I miss being in fighting shape. Because I wanna fight. Put me in, Coach! I am now insane from lack of sleep, I hope you're happy, Science. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

WAIT. I wanted to put a rec out there before I go back to sleep. Why don't you have flaming_muse on your flist yet, if you love fabulous fanfiction? It's really your loss. She wrote a fic that was posted yesterday, and it deals with Kurt explaining why he's never serenaded Blaine (have you noticed? She and I have.) As always, it's utterly wonderful and filled with lovely emotions and visuals. "I Want To Tell You," PG-13.

ALSO. Dear NaNoWriMo. I totes should have signed up this year. Without counting LJ, FB, Twitter, comments, emails (and there were a lot) OR MY BOOK THAT I'VE BEEN EDITING, (because I didn't have a before/after word count to keep me honest, so I'll just dismiss it right out) I have a monthly November writing total of, wait for it, 122,122. So. I'm kinda proud of me. Even if I have nothing to show for it.

Okay. NOW I am going to wander around with my clothes on inside out looking for coffee.

Comments

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I'm just saying, epazote is highly poisonous if taken in large doses. As in, more than a handful. I'M JUST SAYING. I WILL BE IN NYC IN JANUARY. If she is still doing this, I can rain thunder from down under on her face meat until her feet stop working.

[elizardbits.livejournal.com]

i want to russell edgington her to bits though. srsly i think about going up there right now to say "hay could you maybe be less stompy at 315am?" but i know i am going to bust out with "I AM GOING TO PLAY WITH YOUR BLOOD WHILE YOU SCREAM FOR HELP" instead.

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

IF YOU DO RUSSELL EDGINGTON HER PROMISE ME YOU'LL TURN TO TIFFANY FOR THE WEATHER.

If you can't say "I will play with your blood while you scream for help" in NYC, where can you say it???

[elizardbits.livejournal.com]

ALSO BON TEMPS PRESUMABLY

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

Oooh, and Shreveport. And portions of Mississippi, but only in wolf puppy bars.

[poshcat.livejournal.com]

Ha, this is the funniest, yet most terrifying, thread I'll likely read today.

PS You DO have something to show for all that writing - our undying gratitude. But don't try to buy stocks with it.

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAHA. Liz is totally going to be my alibi when I finally snap. LIS, I WILL BE YOURS, IF YOU NEED ONE.

...not even in Greece? I heard they're desperate. [/lame financial crisis joke because I'm too tired to be clever.]

AUGH MY GARAGE DOOR REPAIR COMPANY IS NO LONGER IN BUSINESS, MOTHER F-