Beware: The Chibis Have Taken Control!

So... I was really in the mood to sew tonight. I have a patchwork corduroy skirt that I've been working on forever (that wouldn't actually take me so long to finish if I actually sat down and did it), that I'd actually like to get done sometime before the winter is over. As it is, my waist has decreased an inch or three since I initially measured myself for it and I'm not sure where that's going to leave me when all is said and done. *twitch* Anyway, I finally sat down and starting piecing together the last of my patches so I could trim the seams, repin them and finish the other half of the French seams. And on my third to last row... I broke the needle on my sewing machine.

D:

Noooooooooooooo.

Damn. It.

Of course, Brother doesn't answer their phones at 8:30 PM on a Sunday night (though, goodness knows why, right?) and I'm sure no one's going to be in tomorrow because it's President's day.

Double damn it.

And what's more, I'm sure it can't be that hard to swap out the needle on a sewing machine. In fact, my Uncle probably even knows how to do it... it's just that I'm too embarrassed that I broke it in the first place to even ask him. >.<;;;

So, now I find myself in this quandary of wanting to engage in a creative pursuit and being denied my first choice. I'd like to give my hands a break from knitting because I'm getting some mild finger cramps, so that's out. I wouldn't mind writing, but my mind has been in a constant state of flub this month and on top of that I'm having fandom ADD. Not. Good. :-P

Thoughts? Comments? Suggestions of any kind? Is it cheating to use a 15_minute_fic word when I'm the mod who's been posting them this month? ^_^ Maybe it's time to try out my favorite song meme, again...

Nuriko: *growls* Or you could just, you know... work on Part 5 like you started to do last week.

R-chan: *ponders* Noooooo... I don't think I want to do that.

Nuriko: *fumes*

Claude: *scowls*

Tasuki: *twitches at Claude* What the hell's your problem, anyway? You might actually get sex sometime this millenium.

Claude: At the rate she's going and where she left me stalled in the two Hair fics she's "working" on? Not likely.

Nuriko: *walks over and slumps down next to Claude* Join the club, pal.

Claude: F. M. L.

Georgie and Kelly: *startled* *twitch* *snerts* *in unison* OMG, Uncle Claude that was fucking awesome! *giggle madly*

Claude: *sigh*

O_O Yeah... I'm pretty sure this had no point. Movingonnow. Later!

Edit -- 9:37 PM -- *scowls at Nuriko* You win.

Nuriko: O_O Really?

R-chan: *sigh* Really. You and Tasuki may even see a little action in this chapter if I can maintain motivation long enough to get you there.

Nuriko: *fistpump* YES!!! :D :D

To the neighbor whose car alarm just went off for the third damned time tonight:

What the fuck, dude? Wake up and shut the damned thing off! Better yet, deactivate it so it won't go off again. Some of us actually want to sleep tonight.

Much unlove,
Me

In other news, zoicite just got us our tickets for our planned outing to see Priscilla--

*twitch* And... that would be number four. What the hell? Are you on vacation in Rio or something, dude? *whimper* Someone make it stop... Oh, thank G-d. They finally went out and turned it off. On the upside, that means they're home. On the downside... why the hell does it keep going off if they're home and the car isn't moving? *twitch*

*coughs* Anyway. As noted, zoicite got us our tickets to see Priscilla on March 19th... and I may have accidentally talked her into seeing it on 2/28, as well. Accidentally. I mean, it was totally her idea. I just said that I wouldn't mind. You know. So, it's really all her fault. Honest. ;D So, in celebration, I watched the movie for the first time in forever and, OMG, I forgot how much I loved it! *_* *_* Lovelovelove and can not wait to see it on Broadway! :D :D :D

Also working on a new knitting project -- chenille arm warmers. ^_^ Fun, fun!

Going to try to go to sleep, now. 'Night all! Think happy no-car alarm thoughts for me!

Edit (10:18 AM) -- Seriously? Again? *tripletwitch* Thank goodness I wake up early, even when I don't fall asleep until four. :-P

Caught up on a bunch of episodes of Glee today instead of doing anything productive. Loving Kurt more and more even though he made me cry in like... three episodes in a row.

Put off writing three papers -- all due Tuesday -- knowing I'm going to be stressed as hell about this in another 24-48 hours.

Also unintentionally spaced on posting last chapter of reallylongfic and now I'm not sure if I'll get to it before Tuesday. Damn it. I'll try for tomorrow.

Mom made split pea soup which is always my most favorite.

Had a fantastic winter concert at which I totally blew out what little voice I had left after the cold was done with it.

Yet somehow, in spite of all the good today, I'm kind of feeling lonely and worthless.

Maybe it's because a former client from my vet practice saw me at the concert and came over to say hello. Maybe it was because she was so clearly sad that I hadn't been at the vet hospital in so long. Maybe it was because she thought I was wonderful and she missed my being there... and I felt like a total ass because I didn't remember who she was. Maybe it's because instead of then thinking, "Gosh, that's sweet," all I could think was, "Where the hell were you people that love me so much when the few vocal clients that didn't were busy ripping me to shreds to my boss?" Maybe that made me feel like an even bigger asshole. Maybe the whole conversation was like a kick in the gut for making me once again feel pain over the loss of something that I thought I'd accepted.

Maybe it's just because after doing nothing more physically taxing that standing for a few hours, I was in more pain than I'd been since I originally hurt my back a year ago.

*sigh*

Suddenly I feel like screaming.

Fuck.

Don't mind me. I'm sure I'll feel better tomorrow.

So, I realized today that I have uber-failed at keeping the contents of my Inbox sorted. That means that I had over 650 messages in my Inbox. O_O Yoiks. So, I just spent about two hours sorting and replying to e-mails... and only got through about 150. That leaves almost 500 more to go. O_O Dear G-d, why did I do this to myself? :-P

( Cut for me blathering about my current irritation with WW... )

In other news... yeah, this means that I totally haven't been ficcing. *twitch* I think I'll type up what I've written on that Alice fic (since I might actually have the attention span to do that :P) and split the NaNo wordcount between the two fics if necessary. Hey, writing is writing, right? ^_~

Uncle, I love you dearly, but I seriously hope you don't run the heat that high all winter. If you do, we are going to find a way to unseal my windows up here because I'm going to need every single one of them open. I should not have to run my AC on high for an hour in the middle of October just to get the room comfortable enough so that I won't puke when I move away from the door. I should not have to leave the fan on the AC running, turn on the tower fan and change into a tank top and shorts just so I can stay under my covers. *snorts* So much for the theory that my weight loss has made me more heat tolerant. O_o;;;

Sad thing? He thinks it's really cold up here... so he probably turned the heat up that high because he thought he was helping me. -.-;;; Thank G-d I know where the thermostat is. If I hadn't turned it down, I'd have had to leave the AC on for real... and wouldn't that be nice and counterproductive? >.<;;;

*determined look* We will reach a compromise come morning. We will... or I'll be moving into my room at my parents' house for the winter -- the heat up there doesn't work. ^_^

I am in a completely crappy mood today. I don't know why. I woke up in a good mood, but it didn't last past noon. Since then it's been all downhill and I've been a total spaz. I even cut myself twice. I couldn't even watch any of the shows I've DVRed in the last 3 weeks because my DVR isn't letting me access my damned list. *fumes* Going to chorus would make me feel better, I'm sure, but just the thought of the 45 minutes to an hour it would take me to drive there with traffic makes me want to cry.

*grumps* On the upside, this is probably the right frame of mind to work on either of the two Hair fics that I have going. If I can settle enough to do it, that is. Or type with the two ridiculous cuts that I have at the base of my right thumb and the first knuckle crease of my left index finger. *scowls* Yeah, ask me how long it took me to type this. Go ahead.

:( I'm gonna go hide in my room and angst, now. Or maybe get Carvel. Carvel might cheer me up. If I can eat it without getting it all over myself. At the rate I'm going today, I should wear a poncho if I decide to attempt it. *sigh*

Going away, now.

You do not need to inherit Facebook's idiocy! I am not thrilled with your new "share" feature, especially as you allow people to crosspost other people's friends-locked and private entries on FB and Twitter. Some of us like to use LJ because it's anonymous, because no one in the real world (like those who know us on Facebook) can track an LJ entry back to us. If LJ becomes as person-locator friendly as FB, then what's the bloody point?

Cut for a fantastic summary of the situation and LJ's actual news post on the issue

Needless to say, please don't crosspost any of my entries onto FB or Twitter. I don't want them there. No one in my incestuous little veterinary community needs to know that I write slash fanfiction. No one in my family needs to know that either. Just... don't. I don't want to friends-lock my journal. I don't want to disallow anonymous posting. I don't want to ditch my LJ entirely and I sure as hell don't want to have to police everything I say here like I do on my FB as a compromise.

Let's nip this stupidity in the bud, shall we?

Dear Body,

Really? Really?? *whine* Come on... I have a three hour drive today! *whimper* Your timing is atrocious.

You suck,
Me

*sigh* Ah, Berger... you eloquent SOB. *thud*

My Worker's Comp claim has been denied. Lawyers suck. I'm moving in the morning and half my shit is still unpacked. I'm exhausted and hungry and can't settle down enough to do anything. I'm going to be awake until the movers get here at 7 AM, I just know it.

Fuck!!

-.-;;;

So... I just had a discussion with one of my oldest and dearest friends. At the time, it was funny. Now, I'm actually a little disturbed and a little saddened by it, so I feel the need to rant.

We'd been having a regular old discussion about her kids, my plans to go back to school, my niece's first swim. Then, all of a sudden, she said that she had a question for me and was just going to be blunt about it. She'd noticed a pattern in my Facebook posts and said that the way I present myself in them came across as kind of... are you a lesbian?

For a second, I really wasn't sure how to respond and just froze. She then went on to very quickly say that if I was, that was totally fine. She would be happy if I was happy, either way. And if I had someone, that was great. I assured her that, no, I wasn't a lesbian (though recent experiences with guys have half-scared me off them -- stupid males :-P), that it was just a cause that was near and dear to my heart. It sounded like she wasn't totally sure she believed me, so I assured her that if I decided I was a lesbian, she'd be among the first to know. Then the conversation went on to other topics.

20 minutes later, my mind revolved back around to thinking about the words exchanged. This particular friend of mine is no stranger to the GLBT community, having at least 2 friends that I know of who are part of it. And if I ever did decide to marry another woman, I know she'd be right up at the alter standing with me as a bridesmaid and would be thrilled to do it. She's not prejudiced and she'd be supportive of me no matter what I did or who I did it with. She's just cool like that.

So... what was bothering me? I suppose it was just this very simple question: why is it that a straight person can't be supportive of equality and GLBT rights without being suspected of being GLBT, herself? That would be like saying that a white person couldn't have supported ending slavery without being accused of being black. O_O That makes no sense. I suppose the issue is a little more confused with GLBT rights because "they" look no different from "us." It just saddens me that people, especially those I care about, can totally miss the reason why I post about GLBT issues and why I "share" so many posts from Broadway Impact and Give A Damn, in favor of the really minor question of my own sexual orientation. That these issues just need to be discussed, no matter who's doing the discussing. And that, in a nutshell, is why more of us straight people need to stand up and spread awareness of these issues. No one who isn't GLBT should have to feel ashamed to stand up and support them or their right to equality.

I am straight.
I support the GLBT community.
And I am damned proud of it.

^_^