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selenayYay Friday! I am so very happy to see you! Let us never be parted for so long again!
Why yes, I have lost my mind :-)
It's been a weird day at work. I blame the bake sale. All that sugar sent us loopy. Or maybe it was the prospect of an amazing deal on a TV that sent one of my colleagues loopy and she infected the rest of us. Personally, I'm at the stage of total exhaustion where it's either be hysterical in a funny sense or hysterical in a crying in the corner sense. Today I have opted for being funny :-)
Last night, during one of my brief moments of dozing, I meta-dreamed. I dreamed about having a nightmare. My brain is such a weird place sometimes.
I'm struggling with a book right now: Kushiel's Dart. It is basically a very long PWP masquerading as a fantasy novel. I'm on chapter 11 and still haven't found any plot although the pr0n is plentiful. I'm really not sure that I can read another 750 pages of pure PWP. Not because I'm a prude, but it's mainly fairly boring and did I mention that there is some rather fluorescent purple prose in places?
Am I a bad person for wanting to give up and hide in a good, meaty, plot-filled mystery?
ETA: And now we've hit the BDSM. OK, I give in, this is not my thing. 1920's-set mystery novel it is! /ETA
I'm going out for supper tonight. My local breakfast/lunch place (best French toast EVA!) is trialling opening for suppers on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. So far it's just for August, but I think they'll keep it going if it's successful. We're checking it out tonight. Their fishcakes are reputedly amazing and I can never get there for lunch, so I plan to try 'em out tonight.
ETA: OMG, yummiest supper ever. Totally making this our regular Friday night thing so we can try everything on the menu. The fishcakes were the best I've ever made and next week I need to try the pasta - she makes her own sausage for it!
Why yes, I have lost my mind :-)
It's been a weird day at work. I blame the bake sale. All that sugar sent us loopy. Or maybe it was the prospect of an amazing deal on a TV that sent one of my colleagues loopy and she infected the rest of us. Personally, I'm at the stage of total exhaustion where it's either be hysterical in a funny sense or hysterical in a crying in the corner sense. Today I have opted for being funny :-)
Last night, during one of my brief moments of dozing, I meta-dreamed. I dreamed about having a nightmare. My brain is such a weird place sometimes.
I'm struggling with a book right now: Kushiel's Dart. It is basically a very long PWP masquerading as a fantasy novel. I'm on chapter 11 and still haven't found any plot although the pr0n is plentiful. I'm really not sure that I can read another 750 pages of pure PWP. Not because I'm a prude, but it's mainly fairly boring and did I mention that there is some rather fluorescent purple prose in places?
Am I a bad person for wanting to give up and hide in a good, meaty, plot-filled mystery?
ETA: And now we've hit the BDSM. OK, I give in, this is not my thing. 1920's-set mystery novel it is! /ETA
I'm going out for supper tonight. My local breakfast/lunch place (best French toast EVA!) is trialling opening for suppers on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. So far it's just for August, but I think they'll keep it going if it's successful. We're checking it out tonight. Their fishcakes are reputedly amazing and I can never get there for lunch, so I plan to try 'em out tonight.
ETA: OMG, yummiest supper ever. Totally making this our regular Friday night thing so we can try everything on the menu. The fishcakes were the best I've ever made and next week I need to try the pasta - she makes her own sausage for it!
