clearly, if i am in a new situation, as in - ‘no, this has never happened in my life or to anyone i know personally’, i am not going to know how to react or deal with it.
and it makes me feel like a jerk. i don’t have the answers to everything, and nobody is asking me for them, but i feel like i should be able to do more than go ‘oh.’ and ‘i’m sorry, i sincerely hope everything works out for the best in your favour’.
i can be Supportive, and being that’s all i can be, makes me feel weird.
o_O
okay, sleep. tomorrow is my first day off in seven days - and i want to sleep allllll night so i can clean and do laundry early tomorrow, so i can spend the rest of the day dicking around on the computer relaxing.
and then on saturday i am hanging out with my bf, and then back to work on sunday. :c
monday is my barfday, and my tradition as of last year is to make a blanketpile and watch dune. i was sick on my birthday last year, and they played dune three times in a row that day on bbca - so i kinda feel like it’s my thing to watch it every year now.
yeah not dead. the frankenstorm/hurricane sandy fallout didn’t really bother pittsburgh as much as they were forecasting, apart from a solid week of it being cold as balls, grey skies, and rain (typical October, really), we’re all good in the hood. i got an ask asking if i was okay, but i just didn’t have time to answer. sorry. :/
I think I’ve lost the… something… to… most things. I’d say ‘will to live’ but, it’s probably not that bad. Just the will to exist for a little while.
You slink away, dejected and defeated.We Didn’t Start the Fire - 50 Years of Fandom
password to watch: fandom!
IMPORTANT NOTE: I am neither Fiercynn nor Scribe - hence the link. I just felt it was entirely, entirely, completely necessary to share this with everyone, because this is one of the most amazing things that I have ever seen in my life. I just - fuck. I’m in tears as I type this, because this vid? Is not about a bunch of fandoms, it’s about what fandom is, it’s about a tradition that goes back a long, long time of people looking at stories and saying “here’s what I have to say about that,” and other people listening. Towards the end it gets into fandoms I know, fandoms I’m in or have been in, and that’s when I started crying, because - this is going to sound so ridiculous, but I can’t help it, because that was when I realized that I was part of it, this old often-problematic beautiful revolutionary thing. And then, the last few minutes, it gives us characters who tell stories in the stories (Becky Rosen!), it says yes, you, this is your story too. It’s two-thirty in the morning, I’m crying, and I may not be coherent but I have absolutely no regrets. Watch this.
My goal is to have my Reserve Pilot done by Halloween (a TIE with no helmet/box/armour), my helmet at least unfucked, reinforced, and painted by the end of the month, and my armour ordered in the spring, and a license and car so I can actually attend events - or… spread the word here in the 412 so people will ask us to things more often, cos I can’t really just up and get to Central PA or Philly every week.
I just need boots, the belt, and the flightsuit/patches now for the RP. All of which I’ve sourced and tracked down, I just need to buy them. SO CLOSE. O:
I can just imagine this phone interview tomorrow.
Interviewer: Tell me a little about yourself.
Me: I’m Z. I’m a Cyberman from the planet Telos. I left my position as a Space Commander in the Terran federation due to a conflict of interest. But, I’m a good offisah, I never take sick days, and I am programmed to be a hard worker.
Interviewer: Sounds legit. Can you start tomorrow?
Me: Sure.
29 more rows left. but scott walker came up on shuffle and killed my will to live continue knitting.
baw.
goodnight.
In Lego Star Wars, when you’re in free play - and your AI partner is constantly a Stormtrooper.
“asdfghj oh crap I thought I killed all of yo-
…oh.”
There was a lot of yelling in episode 10 of the Jensen Code. I was getting worried there for a bit.
Reasons why I shouldn’t make playlists for characters #87385: this song.
I’ve posted more than enough whiny/stupid/blah blah text posts lately. But here’s one more and then I’m done whining about this. People have bigger problems than me, and you shouldn’t waste your time on my stupid drivel.
