It's nine-thirty, and I've posted three times already.
Wacky.
It's just SLOW at work.
But I just wanted to point to this article: Winona Ryder's playing Spock's mom.
Does that... I don't even know how that works, unless we're just looking at a flashback scene. Vulcans aren't supposed to be immortal are they? Cuz last time I checked Zachary Quinto's grown up.
Have a giraffe:
Incredibly mean, violent people - 1
Giraffes - 0
But I'm hearing a lot of people reacting, over-reacting, whatever, to this whole new LJ situation.
So it's free and all, so I started up a GreatestJournal blog.
Haven't really written anything in there right now. Probably won't be writing anything in there in the near future.
None of my communities are there. Or most of my friends.
But it has unlimited Userpics. which is neat.
So if things start looking grim, well, I have most of my stories archived somewhere else and can transfer them over.
But I'm just going to play things like normal and let whatever happens happen here at LJ.
It's just there if I need it, I guess.
Like I said last night, I'm into my thirteenth page of the latest chapter. So I have to decide if I want to finish it full circle, or finish it dangling... two different endings depending on which way I go.
Have a giraffe.

Certainly helped that I used to feel obligated to post every day, and now I don't.
Here's what I have. I've also listed them all at the bottom, so if you want to jump anywhere from here go ahead.
Starting Chapter 2 of Our Little Wilkins tonight. If you've read Chapter 1, you know that things are going to get interesting.

Today marks the one year anniversary of my move to LiveJournal from my old Blogger... umm... blog.
Methinks I'm staying.
I hoped that I'd have something interesting to talk about today to mark the occasion, but considering my evening consisted of Quiznos, LOTR cast commentary, and Pokemon, it's not looking very bloody likely.
So have a giraffe:

Today's an unassuming day: foggy, drizzly, mid-40's. Extremely unlike a typical Minnesota two weeks before Christmas.
Today's an unassuming work day: Not a lot of work, i'm an hour ahead of schedule, meaning that I'm going to have a very slow afternoon.
Today: Energon Rodimus
Have a giraffe:
So, yeah. Not a whole heck of a lot to say about what's going on right now. So here we go:
- Justin Morneau wins MVP, beating out Derek Jeter. The East Coast media is delighted.
- I made some spicy pickled carrots for Thanksgiving over the weekend, and will be taking a shot at sweet potato pie tonight.
- I have to work Friday, but will be doing some Black Friday shopping at lunchtime, and will probably be joining the throng at the MOA after work. Not to buy anything, probably. It's just the sociologist in me that loves to be part of the masses.
- Have a turkey:
Holy mother, I finished it.
But it's also 11:30 and I'm TIRED.
More specifically, I have to edit the second to last chapter into two sections, but it's 11:30 and I'm TIRED.
So the final two chapters of The New Mutants will all be up tomorrow. Probably at lunchtime, if not sooner, as tomorrow's looking like a slow work day.
To tide you over, have a giraffe.
A robot giraffe.

And I'm suddenly realizing I have two choices for the next chapter, based on how I'm setting things up:
1) Introduce a character that has Deus Ex Machina powers above and beyond how I've been crafting Longshot.
or 2) Really, really fuck with 616 continuity. Like, altering family histories and such.
I'm leaning towards number 2. I think I can pull it off.
And as I type it, I think I really like what I'm coming up with.
Thanks for listening to me rant.
Have a giraffe:

Ah, well, two posts works.
So, coming out of this weekend I have:
- 4 home made stuffed peppers
- One 3 dollar copy of REO Speedwagon's Greatest Hits
- One half of one story (Part 4 of New Mutants is turning out to be as long as parts 1-3 combined)
- One line that I'm still damn proud of (see Saturday's post)
- One TV show I'm actually going to watch tonight (*shocked face*)
- A magic number of 2 for my Twinnie Twin Twins (Two wins, two White Sux losses, or one of each, and we're in the playoffs)
- One Giraffe

1) A yearly dentist appointment can hurt.
2) Baby chickens are cool, and watching one try to hatch can be strangely hypnotic.
3) If you're writing a very long LJ entry about your League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, don't leave it as a saved Word file at your office before a 4-day weekend before you get it finished. It will only lead to tears and brain matter on the edge of your desk.
4) The body is an amazing vessel. You don't want to know anymore, most likely.
5) Michelle "Dawn Rosenberg/Harriet The Spy" Trachtenberg's going to be bare-assed in her next movie. I have not yet decided how to fully react.
6) Your life is incomplete until you've heard "Under The Sea" in Japanese. Just trust me on this one.
7) Conversations with certain friends can lead to very interesting places sometimes. Places that you know would garner severe looks of disgust if heard in some areas of the general public.
8) Barring a crash LJ about my League, this will be my last post till Tuesday.
9) Have a color-your-own giraffe.
Best coloring job gets a cookie.

Work.
Fringe Festival rehearsal.
Doesn't leave a lot of time to have a life.
Or anything worth writing about on the blog.
I could tell you all about some of the new toys I picked up, how's that?
The Giant Mini-Cons?
Unicron as a tank?
How about Mission Impossible III, which was probably the best of the franchise, which isn't saying much?
No?
Okay then...

As I do many times a week.
But the past few days my life's been:
1) boring
2) depressing
3) frustrating
None of which make decent writing. Well, it might make decent writing, but it makes for damn boring reading.
Basic summary, since no one wants to hear it: There are periods in the past few years when I just feel really damn single. It comes and goes, but when it comes it makes me feel pretty miserable.
In the past few days, my social circle has reached a point where I can count all my single friends on one hand. Of those who aren't on that hand, many are friends who I have either had something with in the past, or wish I had something with. The result of this sudden compression is that I go through more than a few periods of just feeling... well, you know the drill. Unappealing, unattractive, destined to walk the earth alone forever, getting older and less appealing by the day. You know how it goes.
So, I might be able to come up with something decent to write about today, but right now I'm just not feeling it.
So have a giraffe.

Cuz, once again, I just can't get myself to sleep at a reasonable hour anymore.
In other news, don't you hate it when you get all your morning stuff done, and you haven't even been at work for an hour yet?
Yeah. I got nothing.
Have a giraffe.
Dammit, I can't even give you a giraffe this morning!


