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wook77hi! Long time no talk or something like that. I went back to skip 1000 and LJ wouldn't let me go further. So, I didn't get any of Tuesday night nor most of Wednesday so, um, if you guys posted something wicked cool in that timeframe, will you please link me? Be shameless here!
I see that zombies attacked loads of all ya all and you either ran them over with your cars, hid in your attics or your basements or just went out whaling with a baseball bat. Good show, all! Thankfully, no zombies here. Welcome to living in bumfuck, there are no zombies.
So, my move -
I'm in the new house. Sort of. You see, the movers didn't bring the heavy duty boxes that they were supposed to so we didn't have anything to pack the fragile things in. Thus, the movers moved everything but the fragiles. And the food. And some other random things that we discovered when they moved furniture out of the various rooms.
The movers, all in all, were cool guys. Nothing got broken and everything arrived. There were only a couple little set-tos during the time. The first happened when one of the guys saw all of our tools (my mum and sister do furniture building so we have an assload of tools). The guy (P) asks me where my father is. I made this noise that sounds like a cross between, "what the fuck?" and "bwa?" and then sputtered, "huh?" (I know, real intelligent on my part). He repeats the question and I asked why he wanted to know. Turns out that he was quite insistent that all the tools in the garage were my dad's. Seems they were "man tools" (direct quotation there). I, very kindly and firmly, pointed out that they were our tools. He says that it's nice to know that my dad gave me the tools. I said, they're our tools. He says that he doesn't mean to be racist but they're man tools. I pointed out that the words he was looking for were actually "misogynistic" or "sexist" but not racist as we're all white here. So, he acts sort of embarrassed, I point out the furniture that my mum and sister built and he finally shut the fuck up. He was embarrassed but I think it was more that he'd put his foot in it not for what he actually thought and/or believed. Asshole, but, except for that, a nice asshole.
Second day, the movers are building the furniture. One of the guys, B, is building my bed. He goes to step over the bottom to reach for something and he gets a footlong gash up his calf. After getting him bandaged up, he says "guess your bed doesn't like men in it" and I turned beet red and made a noise that can best be summed up as "blerg". He laughed at me. I hate that I totally blew the opportunity to be quick witted. Afterwards, like an hour later, I thought, well, I could've told him that it was a brand new bed and if he wanted to try it out sometime... but I didn't. Instead, I said "blerg".
I've also lost 6 pounds from moving. That sort of rocks. I'm also going to be doing assloads of electric work this weekend as we install ceiling fans. We also have shower fixtures to install, furniture to build and bunches of boxes to unpack.
We're still not entirely moved in. There's loads of shit at the old house. We still need to clean and stuff too. But, the dogs are happy here and getting adapted. My room is much smaller but at least I have more windows. I also have..... *drumrolls* hi speed internet now. It's so nice! I actually watched a youtube video one of you all linked! Buh-bye dial-up!
Now for other random news... that Deamus for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
slashfest is way too long and unfinished to post. It's looking to be almost novel length. So, um, yeah. But, I shan't ban myself, I refuse! So, I'm finishing up the Black Donnellys/Boondock Saints Xover instead. I'll probably post that monster Deamus over the course of a few weeks instead.
I have a new boss at work. She's, err, socially inept. She's, um, interesting. I'm taking a wait and see sort of attitude, obviously. I don't much care for her but I'm willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. She seems like she might turn out alright in the end. Besides, she likes LotR, Star Wars and is finally reading Harry Potter. She also likes the Drizzt series from Forgotten Realms so we have a few common areas.
I'm going to a few things on Thursday, which will rock hardcore.
Finally - thanks so much for your amazing texts and emails and such!!! I appreciated them as they happened and now as well! Also - you can blame![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dramaphile for the fic that will be posted sometime this week.
I see that zombies attacked loads of all ya all and you either ran them over with your cars, hid in your attics or your basements or just went out whaling with a baseball bat. Good show, all! Thankfully, no zombies here. Welcome to living in bumfuck, there are no zombies.
So, my move -
I'm in the new house. Sort of. You see, the movers didn't bring the heavy duty boxes that they were supposed to so we didn't have anything to pack the fragile things in. Thus, the movers moved everything but the fragiles. And the food. And some other random things that we discovered when they moved furniture out of the various rooms.
The movers, all in all, were cool guys. Nothing got broken and everything arrived. There were only a couple little set-tos during the time. The first happened when one of the guys saw all of our tools (my mum and sister do furniture building so we have an assload of tools). The guy (P) asks me where my father is. I made this noise that sounds like a cross between, "what the fuck?" and "bwa?" and then sputtered, "huh?" (I know, real intelligent on my part). He repeats the question and I asked why he wanted to know. Turns out that he was quite insistent that all the tools in the garage were my dad's. Seems they were "man tools" (direct quotation there). I, very kindly and firmly, pointed out that they were our tools. He says that it's nice to know that my dad gave me the tools. I said, they're our tools. He says that he doesn't mean to be racist but they're man tools. I pointed out that the words he was looking for were actually "misogynistic" or "sexist" but not racist as we're all white here. So, he acts sort of embarrassed, I point out the furniture that my mum and sister built and he finally shut the fuck up. He was embarrassed but I think it was more that he'd put his foot in it not for what he actually thought and/or believed. Asshole, but, except for that, a nice asshole.
Second day, the movers are building the furniture. One of the guys, B, is building my bed. He goes to step over the bottom to reach for something and he gets a footlong gash up his calf. After getting him bandaged up, he says "guess your bed doesn't like men in it" and I turned beet red and made a noise that can best be summed up as "blerg". He laughed at me. I hate that I totally blew the opportunity to be quick witted. Afterwards, like an hour later, I thought, well, I could've told him that it was a brand new bed and if he wanted to try it out sometime... but I didn't. Instead, I said "blerg".
I've also lost 6 pounds from moving. That sort of rocks. I'm also going to be doing assloads of electric work this weekend as we install ceiling fans. We also have shower fixtures to install, furniture to build and bunches of boxes to unpack.
We're still not entirely moved in. There's loads of shit at the old house. We still need to clean and stuff too. But, the dogs are happy here and getting adapted. My room is much smaller but at least I have more windows. I also have..... *drumrolls* hi speed internet now. It's so nice! I actually watched a youtube video one of you all linked! Buh-bye dial-up!
Now for other random news... that Deamus for
slashfest is way too long and unfinished to post. It's looking to be almost novel length. So, um, yeah. But, I shan't ban myself, I refuse! So, I'm finishing up the Black Donnellys/Boondock Saints Xover instead. I'll probably post that monster Deamus over the course of a few weeks instead. I have a new boss at work. She's, err, socially inept. She's, um, interesting. I'm taking a wait and see sort of attitude, obviously. I don't much care for her but I'm willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. She seems like she might turn out alright in the end. Besides, she likes LotR, Star Wars and is finally reading Harry Potter. She also likes the Drizzt series from Forgotten Realms so we have a few common areas.
I'm going to a few things on Thursday, which will rock hardcore.
Finally - thanks so much for your amazing texts and emails and such!!! I appreciated them as they happened and now as well! Also - you can blame
dramaphile for the fic that will be posted sometime this week.
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Date: 2007-06-19 05:08 am (UTC)there is so much wrong with that sentence, i don't even know where to start!!! the mind boggles.
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Date: 2007-06-19 05:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-19 07:51 am (UTC)Deamus novel length say you? Interested am I.
Why am I speaking like Yoda?
This is why...
More Seductive for you, as inspired by your question regarding Draco's lightsabre. It was so going to be longer and I think I will be revisiting this later.
and while i'm being utterly shameless - The Truth: About Sleep - Dean/Seamus
I also saw Guns 'n Roses with Rose Tattoo and Sebastian Bach on Saturday night - fuckin awesome!!!! the show went from 8:00 till 1:48am in the morning
There's probably more but I can't think of anything as i've got a head cold.
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Date: 2007-06-19 11:11 am (UTC)Hahaha, he needs a dictionary! (both to check what racist means and to see that tools have no gender).
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Date: 2007-06-19 01:39 pm (UTC)Yay for the weight loss! I wish I could lose 6 pounds. *sigh*
I'm sorry I lost you last night, but I left you an offline. I hope you got it. Hopefully we'll get to talk again soon.
*high five for high speed internet*
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Date: 2007-06-20 02:31 am (UTC)And YAY for high-speed internet! No more wookie getting left behind in chat when we're all trying to pull up the same non-dialup-friendly pages! :P
I'm so upset I missed the zombies, actually. I would've liked to play, but that day I had no connection.
Love ya, wook! *smooches*