i'm a pixel here, myself

...it's taken a while to cool off enough to sleep. Goddamn. It was supposedly over 100 here today (the roommate, while driving around, saw one of those signs that flashes time, temp, etc. and it said 102) which is freaking UNHEARD OF. I wonder if 2006 will be even hotter than 2005? As Al Gore says in An Inconvenient Truth, the ten hottest years on record all happened in the last twelve years, and the hottest of all was 2005. If 2006 is worse? We are *fucked*. For this area, at least, the fog is supposed to roll back in on Sunday, so things should cool off somewhat.

( In which I discuss my roommate situation and my life in general for the next year or so )

I have not yet written back to the boy. Clearly I suck. I will write him a quick note to say that I got his email, read it just as I was about to leave work, and then when I got home it was too hot to do *anything*. Which is more or less true. I will not be as crazy at work as I was today, so hopefully I'll be able to respond at similar length. Only, I think he leaves for Germany tomorrow morning, so I hope he gets that note... :-/

This LJ will return to mostly happy shiny fandom content as soon as concert (and roommate-hunting) season is over, I promise. This time of year always gets me introspective and cranky. I know most many of you just gloss over the personal stuff, so I'm sorry I haven't given you more to grab onto recently. There are challenge prompts and story notes in my inbox, but with all this real life crap, I just can't bring myself to write anything.

Today was not supposed to suddenly be busy. No, really, it wasn't. ::headdesk:: I understand why my boss needs what he needs, but my understanding was that he asked me to this other thing first. Whatever. It's lunchtime and I have chicken and broccoli and that's all that matters right now.

Well, that and more on ( the roommate situation ). This is all pretty much just the shittiest timing in the world, and I wish hellfire and brimstone on my roommate. After he moves out, of course; getting brimstone out of the carpet is *hard*.

I am now chatting with Missi for the first time in OMG FOREVER and it is calming me down; we're (naturally) talking about Project Runway s3.

[Sockpuppet Theater] is next Thursday; you get to make sockpuppets and bash people and it will be hilarious. The only downside of this is that I leave for Philadelphia on Thursday morning and do not get back until Sunday night. I will not have internet access for more than checking my RL email, so I'm effectively incommunicado (though text messages will come through) with y'all from Thursday June 29 to Sunday July 2. This means I'm going to come back to a whole slew of posts from everybody about how mean the sockpuppets are and a lot of laughing about them once they've been revealed. But if I'm gone for four days, I'm going to miss all the fun, right?

SO. Anybody who wants to sockpuppet my journal had damn well better do it the previous day, Wednesday June 28, or wait for me to get back to reveal themselves, because if I get sockpuppetted and I already know who it is? LAME. It is a shame that I will miss the fun on Thursday, but if y'all have the inclination to start early? BRING IT HERE.

In other news, I'm writing to the boy and realizing just how long his email to me was. Wow.