Guess who has One Piece doujinshi.
Dear, sweet darling Jo brought me some back from Japan. *beam* And I LURVE IT. *cackles wickedly* HUZZAH FOR ONE PIECE!! Ow, I also happen to have blister on me toesy. Not so huzzah. More like *thppppp*
*fidgets in chair* You know you have issues when you sit around on a Friday night and instead of going out, you wait impatiently for your slash girlfriend to get online because you are HOPELESSLY ADDICTED. And you know it's REALLY bad when you call the place she's staying at out of sheer frustration and don't know what to do when no one, not even an answering machine, picks up. Man, I suck.
In other, non-related news, I got my book back from Scot. Meh. Scot. *doesn't want to talk about it* *feels rather silly actually for being so gung-ho about him and now being rather blase* Eh, I have my book back, he leaves soon (supposedly!), I love my job, and there's minimal weirdness, so it's all good.
Yesterday, though, was fantastic. Because darling Jojo got back from Japan on Wednesday, and Traci drove down from Michigan to see her, and we all hung out for all afternoon and evening together, and it was MARVELOUS. We didn't do anything too spectacular---got Mexican and coffee, visited Jo's mom at her work, rented and watched The Wedding Singer because I had never seen it (I loved it, btw), took a walk around Jo's house (she and I were barefoot, WHEE!) and then took an hour long night-drive ending with ice cream from Maggie Moo's. Whee, we're bad girls. *kisses and hugs to her two lovely ladies* God, but I missed those ladies. *spins in circles*
And now Murray is online, so I'm off. Later, folksies. *waves*
*fidgets in chair* You know you have issues when you sit around on a Friday night and instead of going out, you wait impatiently for your slash girlfriend to get online because you are HOPELESSLY ADDICTED. And you know it's REALLY bad when you call the place she's staying at out of sheer frustration and don't know what to do when no one, not even an answering machine, picks up. Man, I suck.
In other, non-related news, I got my book back from Scot. Meh. Scot. *doesn't want to talk about it* *feels rather silly actually for being so gung-ho about him and now being rather blase* Eh, I have my book back, he leaves soon (supposedly!), I love my job, and there's minimal weirdness, so it's all good.
Yesterday, though, was fantastic. Because darling Jojo got back from Japan on Wednesday, and Traci drove down from Michigan to see her, and we all hung out for all afternoon and evening together, and it was MARVELOUS. We didn't do anything too spectacular---got Mexican and coffee, visited Jo's mom at her work, rented and watched The Wedding Singer because I had never seen it (I loved it, btw), took a walk around Jo's house (she and I were barefoot, WHEE!) and then took an hour long night-drive ending with ice cream from Maggie Moo's. Whee, we're bad girls. *kisses and hugs to her two lovely ladies* God, but I missed those ladies. *spins in circles*
And now Murray is online, so I'm off. Later, folksies. *waves*