This work thing is bullshit, y'all. I don't like it. I mean, I know it's just part time but it feels like I'm signing over my life to it. This is why I really want to write, because it's annoying as fuck and hard, but I can keep my own hours and it doesn't, you know, make me want to blow my brains out... most of the time. Also? I think I'm going to have a nervous breakdown on Thanksgiving and at this point I'm losing count of the meltdowns.

Randomness:

1. The Picture of Dorian Gray is the gayest book ever. I will not be convinced that Dorian wasn't sleeping with Basil and then Harry. WILL NOT!

2. Twin is MIA, or at her mommy's, or is, at any rate, not online. This is leading to much boredom on my part.

3. I got some of Grandma's books (being the only one in the family who really gives a fuck about politics) so I now have a copy of The Best Democracy Money Can Buy and Lies and the Lying Lairs Who Tell Them. This makes me very happy.

4. My Buffy DVDs are in but in at my mom's and I probably won't get them until Thursday. Woe.

5. Seriously, I'm so bored right now.

6. There's something else I was supposed to have done by Thanksgiving but fuck all if I can remember what just now.

7. I realized last night exactly who it was I was supposed to be writing the H/D mp3 ficathon fic for. This has lead to much nervousness and stress and, hey, a meltdown. On the upside, the song isn't what I thought it was and I'm sort of in love with it. YAY!

8. There is no 8, I just like even numbers.