In conclusion: fuuuuuck

[angelgazing]

I, being the awesome and helpful sister that I am, agreed to watch my brother's kids today, so his wife didn't have to drop another shift because the baby has chicken pox. I get there, and they say, "well, it'll probably be a little later when we get home today," and I say, "okay, just remember I have to get home and actually do my homework, and I promised a friend I would help her with hers," and they said, "Okay, we should be back by around 3 or 3:30."

The girls decided to take turns crying all day. The still-pretty-much-a-baby felt the need, throughout the day, to randomly walk up and step on her sister. They showed up after 5:30.

Now, now, my homework is being problematic.

I mean, whatever, Programming is far less scary than I had anticipated. But it makes it very difficult to complete the assignment when the professor has managed to not actually give me access to two parts of it. I mean, I'm good. I'm not a fucking psychic.

And my throat hurts. :(



Also, I'll be honest here, all I really want to think about this the idea of a movie with Tom Hardy an Arthur/Eames AU where Eames is a gangster trying to make right, with a daughter (their relationship, I believe would be along the lines of Tom and his sister in (500) days of Summer) who tries to direct his love life while he tries to direct her through math homework. Arthur is the teacher who corrects the mistakes Eames makes on her papers before she turns them in, and bitches at Eames for showing up to parent/teacher conferences with a black eye, and counsels her through being smarter than everyone around her while trying to pretend he doesn't show up to soccer games just for her because that would be ridiculous, and potentially creepy. Then Eames falls in love and wears cardigans and fails to learn to braid and makes funny shaped pancakes for both of them.

::hands:: I didn't say it was sophisticated, this thing I want.

Comments

[imagines.livejournal.com]

DISLIKE your day. Ugh. :( *HUGS*

That thing you want is the thing I want. Perhaps we should find JGL and tell him. I MEAN, UH

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

AS DO I. ::hugs back::

I still randomly feel like crying. I'm not sure if that's the sore throat or the frustration. LOL

No The Take until this is dooone. :(

Let's... not tell JGL. Let's sit back and imagine the awesome that could happen. Also, someone who isn't me should really consider writing that AU. FANDOM NEEDS MORE TOM HARDY IN CARDIGANS?

[imagines.livejournal.com]

auuuugh no cryings!! *BUNDLES YOU IN A BLANKET WITH TEA AND MORE HUGS* :(((

you can do it! it will all be over soon! RA RA SIS BOOM... I MEAN AH AH AH RO MA... I MEAN... IDK. GO NICHOLE GO.

That also works. Gosh, I want many cardigans. Most of them attractive. Some of them ridiculous. (I read the flannel story you linked, btw. OMFG AWESOME.)

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

It's frustrating and making me feel stupid, because I have no idea what I'm actually supposed to do with this stupid program! DIRECTIONS, I NEED THEM.

... I have the musical number from (500) days of Summer stuck in my head, and it's entirely too chipper (ha! I just typed shipper... twice) for the rest of my mood, so I'll take the Lady Gaga, please and thank you.

Me too! Cardigans and hoodies. I really am a hipster in training now. I don't even know. (OMG WASN'T IT ADORABLE? ARTHUR JUST WANTS TO BE COMFORTABLE.)