This is a Friends Only journal. It's in my userinfo too, but I'm attempting to be thorough.

Leave me a comment, send me an email, whatever. I just like to know who's looking.

A good while back an acquaintance/friend of mine had a mailing list. On this mailing list there was much wacky fun but alas, I was not subscribed to it. Ah well.

Then he posted some of the highlights on his webpage, including the Why February Sucks list, compiled from emails by every member of the list. Since I knew these people and went to the same school the list (much of which was specific to the school) amused me greatly.

Alas, the list is now gone and I'm too lazy to go poke the Wayback Machine for it. So I thought, hey, people on my friendslist hate February too!

So right then! Everyone and anyone is free to join in. This is a rare public post in my journal and I'm changing my preferences to allow commenting from non-friends so go on and add your own reasons why the month of February sucks and needs to die.

( Mine, just to start )

Add your own! Please!

At my husband's suggestion I made this:

( I feel slightly dirty )

Seeing as I'm home for the day due to snow, I figured I'd poke around the BPAL site and make my little list of things I want to smell.

Now, I know there are people on my flist who have bought from BPAL before, so I'd love to hear from people if they know any of the scents I have listed. I don't wear perfume or anything really, and I never have, mainly because I've never found something I liked and could tolerate for a long period of time, but the BPAL scents sound so interesting. The only thing I know for certain that I can't handle is patchouli. Blech.

( Smelly Stuff )

Also, if anyone has any suggestions, I'd love ot hear them. I seem to be attracted to roses, citrus, and some of what they claim are the more masculine scents on their lists.

Well then. I have just learned that George Takei, one of my favorite Star Trek actors EVER, is gay. Not only that, but he's been in a committed relationship for the past 18 years. And he's 68. How could I not have realized that he was that old?

But hey, rock on. I even uploaded my shirtless!sulu icon just to make this post, but really, why didn't I have it uploaded before? I LOVE shirtless!sulu.

As far as I can tell, everyone I know to be in London or the vicinity is okay. I'm trying to track down a couple of high school friends but I don't know how much success I'll have.

If anyone on my flist is looking for someone in London, or wants to read some users experiences, london_070705 has a post up for checking in, posts for passing on information and messages, and individual accounts of what's going on.

Right, so, I'm up waaaaaay too late.

I just thought I'd mention it.

Gotta make 120 beanbags with gnome faces on them tomorrow.

Should be fun.

Happy 4th to all the US folks out there, and to the rest of y'all, well, be grateful that your day won't be impeded by parades? I dunno.

I had some very odd dreams last night. I'm not about to recount them in all their glory, but they reminded me of a few things, which I will write about. They're summer things from my childhood. Summer when I was little followed a very set pattern, and according the my best friend's father, after today, summer was over.

So, read if you want, ignore if you want. I don't really care. But I'm bored and home alone most of the day, soI figured I might as well do something.


( Everyone Loves a Parade - downer at the end, sorry )


A little ways back, rushthatspeaks wrote about childhood reading experiences and how sometimes the reading of a book is inextricably linked to the place where you read it. When I read it, I didn't have the time to formulate my thoughts, but now I do.

( Nancy Drew )

And that's that. You really don't want to know the dream that sparked those memories, but siffice it to say that there was a parade.

Well, I feel like shit.

My nose is all stuffed up and my sinuses are staging some sort of sit-in and my throat is sore and all I want to do is drink hot tea and take a hot shower but it's still fucking hot here so both of those would make meeven more uncomfortable in the long run.

Fucking summer colds. Sick is for the winter! When tea and hot showers make SENSE.

I'm thinking of calling in sick tonight. They'd only have to cover one hour really, cause otherwise I'm a third wheel today.

Opinions? Anyone?

I continue to be highly amused by Robot Chicken.

There has been no monkey defecation in this entry.