So, last week I had the worst stomach bug I've had in years. This week I have a cold.
Thus far February can seriously just fuck off.
Especially things I already happen to like.
While I'm sure it's all put together for simplicity to keep costs and the like down, and that my request probably doesn't appear all that often, it's still very annoying not to be able to book a flight for one person and a hotel room for two!
Considering what the other things going on, that this is the worst thing I'm personally dealing with right now means I don't really have much right to complain, but what is LJ for if not the occasional bit of self indulgent whining?
There is other stuff going on that's less self indulgent that I could whine about, but despite it having been an issue for about ten years now I've only even admitted it out loud once and I'm not sure I can manage doing it again.
Also my back is fucked right now. I need a new one. And possibly someone to hit me with a stick if I'm not sitting properly at my computer.
I am tired and rambly today. I should post something sensible over on Dreamwidth this weekend.
So, changes to livejournal. Especially the comments it looks like.
Damn, they're fuck ugly.
Just got back from a Nano write in. Twas moderately productive :D Well...moderately is probably selling it short because I managed to get 2000 words written while there, which is likely considerably more than I'd have managed if I'd just sat around trying to type while watching Angel, which is what I spent yesterday and the first part of today doing.
I even resorted to the panic jar...although that was more out of curiosity and for the challenge than out of actual panic. The things I ended up drawing out are as follows:
"You never know when a Chinese cat burglar might come in handy" - used
DAVE - used
A demonically possessed ice cream scoop
Rainbows shouldn't be too difficult to include. But the ice cream scoop...the story is about detectives trying to track down a serial killer who seems to believe himself to be the anti-christ, or at least have a strong link to hell, but I'm not sure there are actual demons floating around that can possess ice cream scoops. Or anything else for that matter. Maybe it's something from a dream :p
Why do I always do this? Halloween rolls around and some of the communities I lurk on have creepypasta posts where people try to creep each other out. Every time I go in there to investigate and every damn time I end up twitchy as fuck, trying to watch all parts of my room at once.
Ten minutes of reading and I'm all jumpy after dark for days!
Although this year I did have the novelty of one of the links making me jump right the fuck out my skin! I came damn close to dropping my breakfast on the floor and felt sick for almost the entire morning my stomach clenched so hard. Half tempted to send it to my flatmate. He would probably shoot straight through the roof :p