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Sep. 6th, 2006 06:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I can't believe Supernatural gave me nightmares. I am such a loser. And it wasn't even about Sam's ominous squinty eyes, either. Incidently, everyone who told me it was superhomoerotic? You are liars and I hate you. And your children. And your children's children. For one month!
But, it's okay, because you know what is homoerotic? Oh yes, the Tribe! How spiteful is Bray dragging Lex off to do security detail on his honeymoon? Whatever, Bray. It's fine for you to tramp around with Danni, Possessor of the World's Most Annoying Voice*, but Lex gets hooked up and you turn into a jealous, whiny manbitch. Oh wait! You already were.
In other news, rumours that I may have stabbed someone in the leg with a cunningly concealed herd of knives are completely exaggerated, Snithy is a filthy, Robson Green-fancying, Smallville-buying liar and none of you are to believe her. No! Rumours that I forced her to sit through I Was A Teenage Vampire and endure the almighty horror that is Wilson in short-shorts, too much blusher and a really horrendous shade of lipstick are, however, accurate. WILSON WEARS SHORT-SHORTS! No, I did not make that up.
And in yet other news, I hate work so much at the moment. Idiothairdresser has just gone full-time, and while that would be dire news in itself, she managed to get her stupid townie-duck ass kicked off allocation (a job which kept her on the far side of the office from where I, lowly phone-monkey, reside) and now she sits at my workstation and I have to listen to her fucking bleating all day long and oh my God, I am going to stab her. And now I have to work ten days in a row because my supervisors basically gave me the choice between involuntary overtime and losing a day of my beautiful precious weekend, or having to do a ten-day stint but get all four days off. They are so totally taking the piss lately, and if this keeps up, I really will hand in my notice.
And! In some more news, finally my stupid-ass insurance company have gotten back o me about that break-in back in May - May! - apparently they "lost" my file and didn't bother to tell me until last week. Still, my brokers now have all my details and are saying they think it will be settled by next week. So yay!
Anyway, that's all I have time for now, as it is time for more Supernatural and perhaps some pie. And perfecting my cake-knife technique so that I can kill Idiothairdresser in a way that makes it look like an accident. Farewell!
*Apart from the Idiothairdresser, who, as previously mentioned, sounds like a townie-duck.
But, it's okay, because you know what is homoerotic? Oh yes, the Tribe! How spiteful is Bray dragging Lex off to do security detail on his honeymoon? Whatever, Bray. It's fine for you to tramp around with Danni, Possessor of the World's Most Annoying Voice*, but Lex gets hooked up and you turn into a jealous, whiny manbitch. Oh wait! You already were.
In other news, rumours that I may have stabbed someone in the leg with a cunningly concealed herd of knives are completely exaggerated, Snithy is a filthy, Robson Green-fancying, Smallville-buying liar and none of you are to believe her. No! Rumours that I forced her to sit through I Was A Teenage Vampire and endure the almighty horror that is Wilson in short-shorts, too much blusher and a really horrendous shade of lipstick are, however, accurate. WILSON WEARS SHORT-SHORTS! No, I did not make that up.
And in yet other news, I hate work so much at the moment. Idiothairdresser has just gone full-time, and while that would be dire news in itself, she managed to get her stupid townie-duck ass kicked off allocation (a job which kept her on the far side of the office from where I, lowly phone-monkey, reside) and now she sits at my workstation and I have to listen to her fucking bleating all day long and oh my God, I am going to stab her. And now I have to work ten days in a row because my supervisors basically gave me the choice between involuntary overtime and losing a day of my beautiful precious weekend, or having to do a ten-day stint but get all four days off. They are so totally taking the piss lately, and if this keeps up, I really will hand in my notice.
And! In some more news, finally my stupid-ass insurance company have gotten back o me about that break-in back in May - May! - apparently they "lost" my file and didn't bother to tell me until last week. Still, my brokers now have all my details and are saying they think it will be settled by next week. So yay!
Anyway, that's all I have time for now, as it is time for more Supernatural and perhaps some pie. And perfecting my cake-knife technique so that I can kill Idiothairdresser in a way that makes it look like an accident. Farewell!
*Apart from the Idiothairdresser, who, as previously mentioned, sounds like a townie-duck.
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Date: 2006-09-06 06:16 pm (UTC)You should hand your notice in *nods*
I'm still having nightmares about Wouse in short shorts by the way, Iblame you for it
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Date: 2006-09-16 11:08 am (UTC)I went around all lsat week singing that "Who wears short-shorts?" song at random intervals.
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Date: 2006-09-16 04:39 pm (UTC)You crazy thang you :P
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Date: 2006-09-06 09:38 pm (UTC)It's a lot of fun though. :) Enjoy it and celebrate the lovelyness that is DEAN!
Oh, and don't worry about the nightmares. I spent nearly a week looking suspiciously around wondering if scary, scary monsters might be around and one of the episodes.
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Date: 2006-09-16 11:03 am (UTC)Dean is hot... but I think I may have to break up with him and go out with his dad because OH MY GOD JOHN WINCHESTER IS FINE!
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Date: 2006-09-16 08:36 pm (UTC)Fine, you have John Winchester. Dean can be MINE!
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Date: 2006-09-30 01:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-06 10:10 pm (UTC)And sympathy regarding hairdresser. I know how that stabbing-urge can feel. Believe me.
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Date: 2006-09-10 09:36 am (UTC)incidentally, I had a dream last night where I was talking to Sam and apparently I said something that totally squicked him out and caused him to start rubbing rock salt all over his chest. *blinks*
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Date: 2006-09-16 10:57 am (UTC)