Poetry & Prozac

Today I had to twitter to remind myself to post, that's probably not a great sign. But things to post about.

SPN - I hadn't been watching this season, but I caught up before my New York trip and then last weekend, so last night was the first "live" ep I've seen in awhile. I really enjoy that show. It's slashy! I've never been about the Wincest, so much (I mean, I can SEE it of course, I just am not extra-excited about it). But NOW. Bonus hot guy. And I am digging the story arc SO MUCH more than the other episodes. I can't remember the last time that happened for me. It's awesome.

"Kill All Your Friends" - So, I earwormed myself with this song a few days ago (by singing it incorrectly) and got it stuck in my head so badly I DREAMED it. Like as a soundtrack/conversation topic. This has never ever ever happened to me, and I once had "Cecilia" by Simon and Garfunkle stuck in my head for a month. (My love of that song is consequently no longer as strong.)

Baking/Burns - Made cupcakes yesterday. Burned my wrist. This is now the fifth burn that will leave a mark on my right arm in less than two years. I'm not a masochist or anything, they just don't make oven mitts long enough. I need someone to invent, like, elbow length ones!

Preschool funtimes - I've been back working at the Preschool since Jan. I worked their for three years of college, filled in a bit last summer/fall, and now it looks to be a permanent-ish gig. This is okay. But lately I've been working in the afternoons and getting to actually play with the kids, which is awesome. (Yesterday I went on the swings, also rode a bike, but not at school. Today a kid nearly unintentionally choked me to death - seriously, I felt a tube in my throat move! It was scary!)

Ryan Ross - Do we think there is a correlation between the number of twitters he makes in a day and the number of people (or lack thereof) staying with him? Because I seem to notice a pattern.

Now, I must make frosting and ice cupcakes. There should be minimal heat involved in this process.

It's nice how I only post when my life is boring as hell, isn't it?

Not that the action's picked up a lot, or anything, but I have spent the past two days baking instead of compulsively refreshing my flist.

So far I've baked thumbprint cookies, brown sugar cookies, chocolate peppermint shortbread, and eggnog snickerdoodles. The brown sugar cookies and eggnog snickerdoodles are definitely winners, the others are, eh, alright. Tomorrow, gingerbread people and then I am done. (Until Sunday or Monday when I need to make brownies and a cheesecake). I love baking.

Also went Christmas shopping at the same two stores two days in a row. Was much more successful today. I now have presents for my mom! And Katie and Molly. And something for sparly who I am having way more trouble shopping for than usual. I'm hoping our trip to L.A. on Saturday will solve the rest of my gift-giving problems. If not, I'm kinda screwed.

Got my American Apparel package in the mail today, which, while awesome, is not either of the things I needed delivered before Christmas. I'm loving most things about this sweatshirt, but it is not fuzzy on the inside. What kind of sweatshirt is not fuzzy on the inside?!

Okay, so that's my life. That and flailing over the drips and drabbles of bandom which delight me. (Why so fascinating, panicathedisco.com? No, really, why?)

*yawn* How is it only 7? I am practically curled up asleep. Lame. But kind of nice.

So I've been house-sitting again, since Friday. Same people, same dog, which also means dial-up. Yay. I've been around LJ, but I haven't commented as much as I ought to. Caught up on my flist though. I actually went home for awhile today and downloaded and watched Robin Hood. That's not WHY I went home, but it's a happy side-effect.

Tomorrow I'm filling in at the preschool, so I think sometime this week I'll replace my iPod. (girthygrizelda, feel like a Victoria Gardens Apple Store-and-dinner run?) I'll be breaking even on the money-for-having-concert-related-fun-in-Noember/December, which is better than being behind, and at this point I'm pretty much considering a working iPod to be a necessity.

Despite the fact that I'll have house-sat and worked two jobs this week, I will have made about $175. I really really need to go ahead and get a grown up job. But, not 'til after concerts/Zoey-time, because there's no way people will give me vacation time after less than a month (and, also, how much do I not want to work Black Friday?).

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It's actually been a really fun weekend. Like, all around nice, rather than, you know, two depressing days or AWESOME DAY! lame day. I think I'd rather be on an even keel, honestly.

Last night girthygrizelda and I went to dinner at this awesome out of the way resturant and then did some shopping which was all of the good.

Today I ate pretty much my own weight in shortbread. Shortbread is awesome, and obscenely easy to make (2 cups flour, 1 cup butter, 1/2 cup sugar, bake for an hour at 300). Something that easy should not be that delicious (or, you know, TERRIBLE for you). I also ran around with small children, got hugs, and was described as heroic by multiple people. Plus my parents bought me lunch and I got to watch Robin Hood. I approve of today.

Halloween looks to be an excellent amount of really fun and no pressure easy. I'm pretty excited. Plus I think Mom and I are doing dinner tomorrow and hopefully iPod replacement will happen Thursday-ish, so, I am predicting a good week for myself. It's gonna be a self-fufilling prophecy. It is. Possibly I will also find money.

(The History Channel is doing Nostradamus and prophecies and stuff. Possibly I should turn it off.)

One of the things I love about living in California (okay, there are a lot of things I love about California but I'm still getting the hell OUT) is knowing stupid references on t.v. and in movies, like being able to spot an In 'N Out cup at 100 paces. Or like how ( tiny insignificant Studio 60 spoiler and commentary that follows which you should read whether you care about Studio 60 or not, just don't want to spoil people who might )

I was going to talk about other things, like how I've cooked lately. (French Toast, Seafood Udon, Shepherd's Pie, and Egg Drop soup respectively). With mixed results, but cooking. 95% microwave free! I'm so proud. And I do like cooking, I do, it's just such a pain cooking for one and it takes THOUGHT and EFFORT. Two of my not favorite things.

The other thing I need to discuss is how certain people have gotten me sneaking around reading certain fic and downloading certain music. It is annoying and since I haven't commented to any of said fic they probably don't know I am talking about them, but I am. I AM dammit. This is so not cool and I can't stop it.

Seems like I had other stuff to whine about... Oh, yeah, I'm totally going to fail college and I do not care, at all. I'm super, super apathetic lately. I miss caring.

I can't even get inspired to change my layout (though if you have ideas for a new and awesome header I'm not opposed to suggestions), much less come up with an idea for fic even though I really REALLY want to write. SO bad. But not my Walter Scott paper which is due tomorrow and is so far less than half-assed.