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( Dec. 2nd, 2002 12:40 am)
[livejournal.com profile] deepsix is mean and makes me cry!

That is all.

bubosquared: (writing)
( Dec. 2nd, 2002 01:47 am)
For [livejournal.com profile] ronwheezely. She asked for Marcus/terence, and this is only M/T in that it involces Marcus and Terence, but um. I hope you like it anyway.

Snitchnip, 150 words. )

And in return, I would like some ... Seamus/Dean. Because I'm random like that. :D

(No, self, you will not do another drabble exchange thing. You shoudl write actual proper stories!)

bubosquared: (blah)
( Dec. 2nd, 2002 11:47 am)
Sinterklaas Countdown: 4 days
The Two Towers Countdown: 16 days
Birthday Countdown: 18 days
Christmas Countdown: 23 days

So one of my coworkers is leaving, and I'm such a bitch for saying this, but. Yay? I don't really like her, she's a chronic whiner, and she's forever trying to guilt trip me into offering to take over work from her. (Or she did, until I started not giving in to the guilt trips and only doing things when she actually asked me to. Which she didn't, most of the time. Feh. I don't like people who can't come right out and ask for what they want.) My point being, we'll be getting a new person to replace her, and another in addition to that as well, and that other person will likely be fairly close in age to me, which will be fun, I hope.

You know why I still use a pseud online? Because so many people cannot seem to spell my fucking name correctly! S-O-F-I-E, you wankers, not S-O-P-H-I-E!

Um. The new Q Magazine has a picture of Britney with Sigfried and Roy. *covers eyes* Ewwwwwwwww.

I really need to get back in the swing of writing stories that have a plot again, stories that are about telling a story rather than about sounding good. I like those too, but I need both kinds to function as a writer, and right now there's about a dozen epic plots percolating in my brain and I can't seem to get them out. V. Frustrating, that.

I had other things to say, but now I can't remember what they were. I hate it when that happens. My brain is like my old room -- always cluttered, and I can find what I want when I want it and know what I'm looking for, but I have no idea what exactly is lying around in there.

My knee still hurts. Last night, I had to put painkilling salve on it, and a hotpack, before I could go to sleep. Also, I'm tired as fuck, but that's my own damn fault.

I'll go try to write now. Or maybe I'll start working on the LN website.

... You see an email from a May Pettigrew, and your first thought is "Hey, I didn't know Peter had a sister!"
bubosquared: (blah)
( Dec. 2nd, 2002 05:14 pm)
It should not be impossible to find a pair of silver tights, dammit.

I'm just sayin'.

bubosquared: (grr)
( Dec. 2nd, 2002 07:25 pm)
Somebody please remind me that there is a reason I'm growing my hair out, and that the aggravation will be worth it?

(I want these dreadlocks. I do. I just hate growing mly hair out is all.)

bubosquared: (love)
( Dec. 2nd, 2002 08:43 pm)
!!! Dad bought me three (three!) Raymond Feist books for Sinterklaas!

I wuv my daddy! ^___^

(I normally prefer not to know what I'm getting, but for Sinterklaas I've known since I was fourteen, every year, because I'd pick the books myself, so.)

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( Dec. 2nd, 2002 09:36 pm)
Am dancing around my living room. Yes, to this song. <p< Can someone please put me out of my misery?
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