lost at the crosswalk

[aesc]

Good news: Dave the car now has a new window. People had seriously better leave him the fuck alone from now on, or I'm going to see about a surveillance system and a rocket launcher.

Emotional news: I am feeling kind of sloppy and weepy today (WHY???? Did I have sex and get pregnant and mistake it for taking exam notes?) and am really not making it better by listening to sad, vaguely emo stuff on the iPod--I mean, "The Trapeze Swinger" on repeat is not what you listen to when you want to feel better. Must stop wallowing, because I am going home in less than two weeks and everything is goddamn fine, h, seriously.

Also, I just had a massive cup of profoundly, profoundly strong coffee. Is it possible to wallow and be hyper at the same time? I think it is, so for the next few hours I can be emo faster and with more energy.

Working news: Due to squirrelishness, I really do not want to be taking notes on the Book of the Day (which is actually quite interesting, just... not what I want to be doing right now). Instead, I really, desperately want to write something, but I have--perhaps strategically--left all the updated versions of Current Projects on my home computer.

Ficturespam news: I haven't done the "Miller's Crossing" ficturespam yet for two reasons: 1) the unbelievable suckiness of the quality of the screencaps I pulled (where are all the hi-def, large versions??? *woe*), and 2) I really have no idea how to write it. I loved the episode, but it's one of those that doesn't seem to want to translate the way "Doppelganger" did.

Summation: asfdslkdflkjdflkdjflkjdfOHMYGODasdlskdjdlfkjdlfkjhkzzzzvhhhhh

Comments

[aesc.livejournal.com]

I, of course, had to think about Nantucket!John when I was flipping through the campus paper's sports section and saw the Patriots came back to beat the Ravens with, like, a minute left, and John bouncing around and muttering/shouting encouragement and advice at Brady ("Oh, the boyfriend again," Rodney would say, rolling his eyes) and then when they get that last-second touchdown, there would be much whooping and hollering and Rodney would be buffeted by John's enthusiastic elbows and he would squawk indignantly when John grabs him and kisses him soundly on the mouth.

[amberlynne.livejournal.com]

Hahaha. OMG! That game almost killed me. But I am actually enjoying the Patriots more now because I share my love with Nantucket!John. Yay for pretty boys and sports and the lovely lady who writes about them! ;)