Don't know why...
Feb. 24th, 2003 06:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
regala_electraWhy is it that when I'm home, comfy, and relaxed, that I have no desire to post?
So, the weekend. Did nothing. Worked. Figured some stuff out. Decided The Guy I Like is better left off as a friend, and that that's a good thing. Especially since his girlfriend would object to me hitting on him. ;-) Pfft...like I'm capable of doing that. My mad skillz when it comes to dating are pretty much null and void.
Today has cheered me up slightly. Because of the weight I've lost (and still losing), I can fit into a pair of medium sized pants. I haven't fit into a medium since I was...I don't even remember. Albeit, it was a Tall medium, but being nearly six foot tall, that's sort of needed, my legs are long.
It only took twenty years, but I'm finally understand this whole shopping thing. When I was younger, I hated it. And now? I'm becoming addicted.
I also got the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gatorjen her b-day prezzie. And I'm working on a fic idea for Farscape, as a sort of fandom present. I'm sure the fic will suck, but that's okay, as it's all for her.
(therefore, I can blame her if it's bad. Heh, just kidding, Jen. Honest.)
Now I just have to figure out what I'm gettingjennem and nariya. And my sisters. Well, I already have a book I'm giving to my sister for her 16th b-day, a fancy bound book of Grimm's fairytales (so lovely as they're quite violent, she doesn't like to read unless the stories are scary and suspenseful). ALthough she's already seen the present (looked in my shopping bag), she likes it and that's all the counts. Usually I suck at picking out presents.
I have a lotttt of reading tonight. And rewriting an essay (for Shakespeare) as I've decided my concept is good, but it needs to be sharped defined. And I have a better angle planned, one that I only mention in passing in the original draft.
Random Simpson's Quote: Not the Church! That's where Jesus lives!
So, the weekend. Did nothing. Worked. Figured some stuff out. Decided The Guy I Like is better left off as a friend, and that that's a good thing. Especially since his girlfriend would object to me hitting on him. ;-) Pfft...like I'm capable of doing that. My mad skillz when it comes to dating are pretty much null and void.
Today has cheered me up slightly. Because of the weight I've lost (and still losing), I can fit into a pair of medium sized pants. I haven't fit into a medium since I was...I don't even remember. Albeit, it was a Tall medium, but being nearly six foot tall, that's sort of needed, my legs are long.
It only took twenty years, but I'm finally understand this whole shopping thing. When I was younger, I hated it. And now? I'm becoming addicted.
I also got the lovely
gatorjen her b-day prezzie. And I'm working on a fic idea for Farscape, as a sort of fandom present. I'm sure the fic will suck, but that's okay, as it's all for her.(therefore, I can blame her if it's bad. Heh, just kidding, Jen. Honest.)
Now I just have to figure out what I'm getting
jennem and nariya. And my sisters. Well, I already have a book I'm giving to my sister for her 16th b-day, a fancy bound book of Grimm's fairytales (so lovely as they're quite violent, she doesn't like to read unless the stories are scary and suspenseful). ALthough she's already seen the present (looked in my shopping bag), she likes it and that's all the counts. Usually I suck at picking out presents.I have a lotttt of reading tonight. And rewriting an essay (for Shakespeare) as I've decided my concept is good, but it needs to be sharped defined. And I have a better angle planned, one that I only mention in passing in the original draft.
Random Simpson's Quote: Not the Church! That's where Jesus lives!
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Mmmmm.........John
Date: 2003-02-24 10:55 pm (UTC)And mmmmmmmmm.......J/A fic. I knew you wouldn't let me down! Riiiiiight, you won't blame me if it's bad. It's impossible for you to write something bad anyhow, so I'm not worried. You can blame me if you like. I'll just say, ok, and continue to drool over my lovely J/A smut. Woo!!
And isn't it a great feeling when you can get into something smaller? Makes you want to go celebrate by getting drunk....or maybe that's just me. And congratulations on the weight loss! You're going to be wasting away soon enough. :-)