Showing posts with label txts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label txts. Show all posts

29 April 2009

It's far too tempting to *oink* after every time I cough--especially when riding the MBTA. :-P

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18 April 2009

argh

(Cross-posted to LiveJournal)

The perplexing contents of my overfilled bag:


I am as Ally Sheedy in The Breakfast Club, which would be more amusing if I could find my driver's license in this mess.

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02 April 2009

inaccessible

(Cross-posted to LiveJournal)

Huh. I've left my phone somewhere; and, aside from not being sure where that somewhere is (I hope it's at home), I'm feeling mostly all right about it.

I didn't really notice until I thought, That's weird. Usually I've received about two dozen twitter txt messages by now [split fairly even between Neil Gaiman and Russell Brand on most days]. And then I discovered my mobile wasn't in its traditional place.

Oh, well. I'll just have fifty txts to erase when I get home (or, you know, not at all if I've lost it somewhere between here and there).



Just another excuse to put off getting a [likely expensive] haircut, really. Can't call the salon without my phone, and office phones are not to be used for personal non-emergency reasons like haircuts.

I'm very good at procrastination and justification.

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20 March 2009

go fish

(Cross-posted to LiveJournal)

Headphone cord fishing... Ooh, caught a big one! [by the button on his jeans] ... YAY! x

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20 January 2009

The T literally stinks.

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16 January 2009

LOL

(Cross-posted to LiveJournal)

Shawn Spencer: "Former lovers?! REALLY?!?"

I crowed and clapped.

It might be coincidence, but I do believe the Psych writers have been reading the Shassie (Shawn/Lassiter) fanfiction--or it's come to their attention, anyway--and they don't approve of this pairing either. (C'mon! Slash is great, but ... It's LASSITER! Tim Omundson is very talented, but--NO.) So clearly I don't ship them. I don't have a Psych ship, probably because there are no regular nasties on board.

I'm especially amused by this inclusion since my txt question to the show earlier this week was: "Do you know there is fanfiction about you? Have you read any of it?" Oh, they must know.

That was a relatively serious episode, though, all things considered. I mean Shawn was really slammed around ... And it looks like next week's is similarly danger-filled.

I did not successfully spot the pineapple (there's at least one in every episode). I'm so ashamed. And tired.

Good night.

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29 December 2008

john is missing out on the terrible riddles.

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27 December 2008

"do you want me to come with you?" no.

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24 December 2008

buying folding chairs. feeling like Charlie Brown preparing for a half-assed feast.

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19 December 2008

Shockingly enough, on my way home. BU actually let us go early. Good luck to everyone!

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18 December 2008

Antisocially sneaking away before I can be dragged to JP for the holiday party. :D

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16 December 2008

Wow. Total "bite my shiny metal ass" moment.

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11 December 2008

MBTA can die in a mother fucking fire.

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06 December 2008

Going to see Milk with John, Rodney, and Sarah.

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05 December 2008

oh, yeah. America's the greatest. pardon me while I wipe my arse with the MBTA.

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04 December 2008

Also wishing I'd uploaded my new downloads this morning.

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After 3 days of not being on public transportation, this is pretty miserable. Hate everyone.

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30 November 2008

the new RDU terminal is surprisingly nice. reminding me of Madrid.

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29 November 2008

ECU shit everywhere. GAH!

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26 November 2008

Parents: "We're out in the woods." Me: "Umm, ... Okay."

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