A Safe Space for Moogles

I find myself really, really wanting to dress up for Halloween, but the only people who'd see me are the trick-or-treaters. Sometimes being a friendless homebody sucks.

Also, I had a dream where I could fly through space encased in a sort of semi-sentient, breathable gel. That'd be an interesting anime.

Dropped my cell phone in the toilet. It's since fallen into a coma.

I'm going back to bed. -_-

Spam email title of the day: Extend Your Ki to Get a New Job

Not that I'm not desperate enough to try it, but I'm gonna need a metric buttload of hair gel...

It is so hot.

So. Hot.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to melt by tomorrow. Or spontaneously combust, one of the two.

Quick, tell me how your favorite characters stay cool in summer. In ficlet or blurb form, either way. Do it soon! Before I faint.

So apparently there is a Lunar Hell. (Worth the clickage, btw - fantastic photos of the Moon's surface.) I have decided that in S3-verse, the Earth Defense Command builds a base there and finds it geographically behooving to call it Moonbase Hell; hilarity, as it sometimes does, ensues. "Hey, Roddy, where are you going?" "Me? I'm going to Hell." "..........."

Also, oh my god you guys I have a metric fuckton of yarn. It breeds when I'm not looking, I swear!

My period is four days late.

*squints up past the ceiling*

If I get a visit from Gabriel, you will be getting a piece of my mind, mister.

So on Saturday Dad chased a Big-Ass Heron out of our backyard. Yesterday a few fish from the top pond turned up missing, and the rest are hiding under the lily pads. Uh oh.

As if that wasn't enough, we have a mouse attacking the granola bars in our pantry. Traps and poisons have so far proven ineffective. I darkly suspect that this is no ordinary mouse we're dealing with here.

...At least there's no bedbugs. -_-

I made strawberry pancakes for lunch. And they were delicious. ^_____^ *basks in the win*

I'm wondering if Peter Parker wasn't already a latent precognitive, and the onset of his spider powers just sort of brought it out in him.

So, I got me a Dreamwidth account. (Same username as everywhere else, obv.) ;P I'm planning on making it a creative-stuff-only journal - all the fluff and smex, none of the drama! - but, y'know, you won't be missing anything if you don't follow DW. I'm too much of an attention whore. XD

That said, here is the inaugural ficbit. Beast Wars/101 Dalmations possibly via Kingdom Hearts, utter fluff. ;P

Also, my right shoulder has been feeling kind of tense lately. Like my shoulder blade is poking out through my skin. ...If I grow a wing, I will not be amused. Okay, yes I will, but everyone else should be on the lookout for sentient goo in a box.

And now that I'm done with fluff, it's back to writing hard, rough robot smut. *hikes up sleeves and gets to work*

Heeeeeey...

*giggles*

May the Fourth be with you! XDDDD

*...runs!*

The weather, unfortunately, is not conducive to fucking outside.

(Holy shit, is it May already?)

Last night I dreamed I was searching for materials to cosplay as Sephiroth.

Which I would totally do, if it wasn't for two minor logistical problems, a.k.a. my breasts.

My grandma, aunt & uncle, and cousin arrived yesterday to stay with us for a week while Mom's on spring break.

Today, two of our fish committed suicide.

This can't be a coincidence.

I am so, so tempted to submit a pic to (lj)ljsecret naming the Venus of Willendorf as my thinspiration.

I'm not sure what this says about me.

I was Out Doin' Stuff today and I saw a car whose license plate said "VLDMRT". I lol'd. ^_^

Also, there's ice on the koi pond. The waterfall has little icicle stalactites surrounding it. It made me feel all Christmassy to see that. ...From inside my nice warm house, of course. ;P

I'm... dreaming...

Of an icky cold rainy...

Christmas...

I can breathe out of my nose again. And my sinus chamber doesn't feel like it's about to explode. Rapture.

Day 3: Days off make me happy. I get to sleep in, catch up on my crocheting, and watch silly videos. ^___^