i'm a pixel here, myself

They turned on the air conditioning at work, people. It is 55 degrees outside. Here's the thing: I tend to always be warm (or overheated) because my body functions like a damn *furnace*. But when it's not even 60 and the A/C is on? That's just too much. I've got my sweater on at 1:30pm. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, for serious.

I seemed to have opened up a bigger can of worms than I intended, re: the boys, Southernness, and all the everything that comes with that. That was definitely *not* my intent; I'd meant that whole thing in a "for my edification" kind of way, and really as a way to come to grips *myself* with some of the things that I hadn't expected in an increasing percentage of the fic I've been reading. As usual, it turns out I'm causing trouble. My bad!

dopplegl did make me rewrite the ending of the smutbox story, but he was right, and I like it better that way, anyway. Up next: beta hell. No, seriously, it'll need work, so that'll take at least a couple days after the beta comes back, and then the *second* beta (because yes, I am that lame about challenge fic), and *then* I get to nag Caleb about the art :D

lucylooo [picspammed] with John Bregar for me, and ♥♥♥.

There is new Supernatural this week and I have to be part of an audition! WOE. I swear, I am *thisclose* to buying a VCR. (the reason I haven't yet is that I don't have cable and my antenna signal redefines crappy; the downloads are uniformly higher quality than what shows up on my TV) Come tell me good things about your days, because for most of you the workday is over!

Dear Jews on my friendslist,

If I break a couple sheets of matzah into pieces, sprinkle some cheese on them, melt the cheese, and serve it with salsa, are those matzchos? Are they kosher?

yum,
Drew

what. I was out of corn chips.

I had some things to say, and I imagine some of them would have been funny, but.

Biking home from rehearsal, wind in my hair and lacrymosa still comfortable in my throat, the greatest plagal cadence ever written ringing in my ears, suddenly everything was right with the world, and I didn't want to sully it with the details of my life.