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Chris
10 February 2003 @ 12:57 am
So, I usually don't do email forwards. I usually delete them before even opening them, in fact. But this particular one came from a very good friend, and I took the moment to look at it. I was absolutely infuriated by it, but sadly, not surprised.

If you are at all worried about the White House's plans for women's reproductive rights and the right to take the pill, you should

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Chris
10 February 2003 @ 01:13 am
So, I just read my first full Lotrips fic. This one: The Fling, by Tricia. I am ashamed to say that I actually got into it. Especially the last part... IV, I think it was...? It had a beautiful ending, it really did.

But RPS... ewww. Sorry, just a personal squick, 'tis all. No insult or injury intended. I feel dirty just admitting I liked a RPSfic. I think I may need a shower.

And no, I am certainly not asking for any good Viggo/Orlando recs, no I'm not. So you certainly wouldn't want to send me any good Viggo/Orlando recs, would you? :)
 
 
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Chris
10 February 2003 @ 02:03 am
I went and added about 5 new friends to liven up my friends' list. Generally, if I add you it means that you've made very amusing and/or intelligent comments in my other friends' ljs, and I noticed. So, if you happen to see that some random person has added you, hello.


My boy came over last night. We spent a majority of last night and a good chunk of this morning arguing. He's obsessiong over a series of small spats over stupid, little things (I mean it. We argued about Chinese food). I maintain that they're just normal growing pains. We've been together for almost two years, it's natural that we should have periods where we're just stresses, so we annoy the hell out of one another. But then again, I'm starting to feel a little boxed in. It might be the two-year itch, and it might be that he hates that I'm so independent, so therefore I push to be more independent. Dude, if I'm hungry for chicken tenders, I do not have to notify you that I am going to the pub for chicken tenders. 'Nuff said. So, there's trouble. Stupid little things that are being turned into actual trouble. I have faith that we'll ride it out, and we both need to stop being so goddamn defensive.


It's 2 am. I have two examps tomorrow- French and Enlightenment Lit. Very busy day ahead. Perhaps I should sleep a little.
 
 
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