I had cold pizza for breakfast. And apple juice. And chocolate/cookie thingy sweets which I don't know what they're called but boy do they taste good.
Heatwave is still on, but I got to stay indoors anyway, so.
My other supercute/deep/intelligent nephew/godson was here yesterday, and he loves the applejuice I love and he eats pizza the way my mum does (doesn't like the crust) and for some reason that makes me all tingly cuz I love that boy and I love how many genes we share. And he loved the animal books we got for him for his birthday and the playmobils I had gotten him just because, and he makes me want to have children at some point, children that will be just like him. *sigh* No, I'm not biased. I'm not. Totally not.
And hiyacynth, I love you. You and your brain and your writing and yes, I totally agree, pool is not a prerequisite and those layers you talked about? YES. :) *hugs my inbox* YOU ARE SO MADE OF AWESOME THAT RIGHT NOW? PHRASING IS CHANGED. AWESOME IS MADE OF YOU. *hearts floating*
Uhm. It's kinda irrelevant, but, why don't we all take a moment to think of Sam naked moving around/lathering himself in cheesecake cream? *nudges buffyaddict13* Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? How's that for spongedimdeterrent, huh? *hug*
I've limited myself to about an hour or so of computer each morning and an hour each evening, so my time's up for now. And irrelevant again but, I thought that season 2 had totally fucked up my Firefly/SPN arc, but in fact? Last night? The plot donkey hit me with heavy hooves and you know what? KRIPKE, I LOVE THEE! Season 2 actually helps my plot donkey move!!! *pylean joy of dance*
I got to go see my eye doctor this afternoon. Hmm. This entry is completely...blah, but hey! I've been cooped up at home for a week not being able to do any of the things I like. Cut me some slack here, shinies.