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Cappy has decided that we should move in May, so that means I give my landlord notice in April and all that - but before that happens, I need to have most of my stuff boxed up and moved out so when the landlord shows the place, it will go quickly for him. I don't know - she said a bunch of other stuff that comes from watching too many of those "Sell My House" shows on HGTV.
The important thing to note in the above run-on sentences is that: 1. Cappy is boxing up the front room. 2. She dressed my dress-makers dummy in a French Maid costume and moved her in front of the windows/door to the balcony. 3. She opened the shades on the windows/door to the balcony. 4. The sofa in the next room runs perpendicular to the window/balcony. 5. The French doors that separate these rooms are open.
Yes, I know you couldn't gather all the above from the pitifully long sentences I opened this post with, but PLAY ALONG, please. Geez. I am setting the freaking stage. Alright. So last night I fall asleep watching that episode of Battlestar Galactica that I cannot seem to stop watching for fucking obvious reasons (and I say this with no spoilers whatsover: If you know me, and you have seen this episode, and you STILL don't know what I am talking about, do you really know me? Cause, I feel I am a very transparent person and you should KNOW this about me). So anyhow, I fall asleep, Sid jumps up on the sofa and snuggles into my shoulder and does the same. A few hours later, all is dark and the pain of a 50 pound beagle finally sinks in and I open my eyes and SCREAM MY HEAD OFF!!!
Cause the Headless French Maid is coming to get me. And now that I think about it, someone should really write that Supernatural story.
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killabeez tagged me and normally, I'd try to resist but she used SAM EYES and everything and I am resistantless to *that* kinda persuasion and I think she knows it.
post a list of your top five favorite fics you've written, regardless of fandom or the reason you love them. this isn't about the BEST things you've written, but what you LOVE most. then tag five other people to do the same.
Except for me this is vids since what I write is... you just don't want to go there. The mixes are really good, though. I should probably just share the music mixes.
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The important thing to note in the above run-on sentences is that: 1. Cappy is boxing up the front room. 2. She dressed my dress-makers dummy in a French Maid costume and moved her in front of the windows/door to the balcony. 3. She opened the shades on the windows/door to the balcony. 4. The sofa in the next room runs perpendicular to the window/balcony. 5. The French doors that separate these rooms are open.
Yes, I know you couldn't gather all the above from the pitifully long sentences I opened this post with, but PLAY ALONG, please. Geez. I am setting the freaking stage. Alright. So last night I fall asleep watching that episode of Battlestar Galactica that I cannot seem to stop watching for fucking obvious reasons (and I say this with no spoilers whatsover: If you know me, and you have seen this episode, and you STILL don't know what I am talking about, do you really know me? Cause, I feel I am a very transparent person and you should KNOW this about me). So anyhow, I fall asleep, Sid jumps up on the sofa and snuggles into my shoulder and does the same. A few hours later, all is dark and the pain of a 50 pound beagle finally sinks in and I open my eyes and SCREAM MY HEAD OFF!!!
Cause the Headless French Maid is coming to get me. And now that I think about it, someone should really write that Supernatural story.
killabeez tagged me and normally, I'd try to resist but she used SAM EYES and everything and I am resistantless to *that* kinda persuasion and I think she knows it. post a list of your top five favorite fics you've written, regardless of fandom or the reason you love them. this isn't about the BEST things you've written, but what you LOVE most. then tag five other people to do the same.
Except for me this is vids since what I write is... you just don't want to go there. The mixes are really good, though. I should probably just share the music mixes.
( Read more... )
