Today sucked
Mar. 6th, 2006 06:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrI'm in the worst funk I can remember being in for ages. I think if someone tried to mug me right now, I couldn't be bothered to care. Assuming I noticed.
On top of everything else, my pants are finally giving up. Just found a hole in one pair, and the remaining four have only days left. My shoes are about the same, so somewhere I have to scrape together fundage for new clothes.
I swear to god if I could just pack up and leave now, I would. I've never so badly wanted to run home in my life. Mergh.
Even my writing has been suffering, though I do have the excuse of spending time with my Sammikins to get by with ^_____^ I will be sad when she leaves.
Sorely tempted to show what I've been working on, but I'm sure it's incrediably annoying to be shown yet another prologue instead of a new chapter of something IP. So off to the IP stuff I shall go. Just not sure which one.
Pardon the emo. I think it's mostly hormones. I'll be back to normal bitchiness in due course. Maybe I'll go beat a character up, yeessss.
Oh! One positive note. If you don't mind incredibly cheezy sex scenes (we're talking the gay equivalent of a good ol' bodice ripper), then Looking For It by Michael Thomas Ford is a good book. Like I said, reads pretty cheezy at points, especially the sex, but I can't completely knock a gay story that actually ends happily for all concerned parties (erm, minus the 'villian' of course). It was a good read; just thinking about it I'm cheering up. I'll have to look into his other stuff.
P.S. I'm sorry I haven't replied to comments. My readers are awesome and lately I've been pretty shitty about commenting and all. I'll get my act together, I swear it.
On top of everything else, my pants are finally giving up. Just found a hole in one pair, and the remaining four have only days left. My shoes are about the same, so somewhere I have to scrape together fundage for new clothes.
I swear to god if I could just pack up and leave now, I would. I've never so badly wanted to run home in my life. Mergh.
Even my writing has been suffering, though I do have the excuse of spending time with my Sammikins to get by with ^_____^ I will be sad when she leaves.
Sorely tempted to show what I've been working on, but I'm sure it's incrediably annoying to be shown yet another prologue instead of a new chapter of something IP. So off to the IP stuff I shall go. Just not sure which one.
Pardon the emo. I think it's mostly hormones. I'll be back to normal bitchiness in due course. Maybe I'll go beat a character up, yeessss.
Oh! One positive note. If you don't mind incredibly cheezy sex scenes (we're talking the gay equivalent of a good ol' bodice ripper), then Looking For It by Michael Thomas Ford is a good book. Like I said, reads pretty cheezy at points, especially the sex, but I can't completely knock a gay story that actually ends happily for all concerned parties (erm, minus the 'villian' of course). It was a good read; just thinking about it I'm cheering up. I'll have to look into his other stuff.
P.S. I'm sorry I haven't replied to comments. My readers are awesome and lately I've been pretty shitty about commenting and all. I'll get my act together, I swear it.
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Date: 2006-03-07 12:00 am (UTC)Hope you feel better.
Believe me, I know the feeling (if not exactly, close enough).
If writing comments make you feel better, I glanced at one of your stories a while back and was duly impressed.
As usual, let me know if there's anything I can do or not do to make you feel better ^^
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Date: 2006-03-07 12:15 am (UTC)Mostly because I suck at replying to comments as well. I know all about having to scrape up funds to buy decent clothing. I've had to do it myself ("Look! Goodwill has business clothing. Now let me count out some change from my couch.").
I hope you feel better soon.
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Date: 2006-03-07 01:18 am (UTC)I think this is a military saying, but it works in RL, too. "One 'Ah Shit' can wipe out a thousand 'attaboys.' Sorry to hear that people at work are stupid and only give negative feedback. And for stupid things.
Do you have a Filene's near you? The one near us is closing because we already have a Macy's (and they are the same store now) and they had clothes for as little as $3 for a blouse or pair of pants.
Oh, and just for the record... you could write all prologues and never finish the stories and I would be thrilled to see the new prologue every time. Share, don't share... up to you... but if this were a democracy, I'd vote for 'share!'
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Date: 2006-03-07 01:49 am (UTC)And don't feel obligated to write anything in particular. I love EVERYTHING you write, even vampires (and I don't really care for vampires). Besides, you gave us fairy tale this weekend! *love, love, love*
p.s. In case you've forgotten, 202-682-8308 is work. Use it!
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Date: 2006-03-07 02:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-07 02:46 am (UTC)Aww, ebil dying clothes. :( My idea of stress-relief is shopping, so I don't usually have that problem, but I also do all my shopping at Thrift Stores, so I can get prettypretty clothes and replace half my wardrobe for $20. ^.^ .... >.> .... or replace Mikey's entire wardrobe for $50. Because for a gay man, he has the worst fashion sense... x.x Can dress women, but not himself... go figure. ^.^
*wanders off to play with the Peter Pan coloring book she bought* ^^;;;
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Date: 2006-03-07 03:37 am (UTC)*huuuuuugs*
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Date: 2006-03-07 03:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-07 03:43 am (UTC)Speaking of you, I just totally realized today that I commented on your job issue, then my boss busted me before I could post it >_< So I wasn't ignoring you, and I hate that it seems that way. Believe me, I feel your pain. If I could whisk us both off to a life of writing slash and approving cabana boys for pool duty, so would >_>
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Date: 2006-03-07 03:44 am (UTC)OH, man you don't know how many times a day I think about calling you. But I'm not on my own anymore, so I get in trouble if I'm on my cell for more than like two minutes >_< You were always so much fun to talk to, you've no idea how much I miss that.
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Date: 2006-03-07 06:40 am (UTC)============
It never failed to amuse Nanda that Kiah could get so mesmerized by his hair. (He refused to admit, even to himself, that it made him go a little warm and soft and fuzzy around the edges along with amused.) It was so adorably cute, although Nanda sort of missed Kiah's embarrassed blushes whenever he was caught just looking at Nanda's hair for ages, not quite daring to touch. It had taken a while, but Kiah had finally learned that yes, he was welcome to touch, and that no, Nanda didn't mind, and that mmmm, yes, massaging Nanda's scalp and neck like that felt so very good.
Kiah's reaction to Nanda's hands in his hair was also very gratifying, although of course Nanda gave the best massages of the entire bunch. He had a muscian's hands, which meant dexterity, sensitivity and knowing exactly what to pluck to make each of them sing under his hands.
But Kiah's reaction was just... so adorable and appealing. Shah would relax under his hands as they talked, and the sound of Shah's rich, warm voice was enough of an exchange that Nanda would often try to draw Shah into talking while he listened ---any subject would do, really. Aik and Bey would usually go limp under his fingers until they'd had enough relaxing and wanted to 'play'. Then in Bey's case he'd usually find himself pinned under a grinning ex-pirate and thoroughly ravished in payment, and in Aik's case he sometimes ended up straddling Aik's hips while Aik did all sorts of interesting things with his hands and mouth and hips that just made Nanda forget himself. Aik was usually less predictable than Bey, but half of the fun was in seeing what Aik would do this time.
At first when Nanda first offered Witcher massages, he'd tense up instead of relaxing. He gradually had his inhibition stolen by the regular onslaught of advances coming from Shah, Bey and Aik (mostly Shah, those days). Nowadays his muscles would go all relaxed and he'd arch up into Nanda's hands the more relaxed he got, purring. They all knew how to show their appreciation too; he so rarely offered his muscian's hands for such 'menial work' that they were properly appreciative when he did.
But Kiah... Kiah was just too adorable. He'd go all liquid under Nanda's hands, practically melting at his touch and making all sorts of pleased sounds as Nanda soothed the tension out of his muscles. Nanda had tried experimenting with techniques, but he was still amused (and a little pleased, but that was for him to know and others to NOT find out) that letting his hair fall onto Kiah's skin while he was in that prone, relaxed state was often the best way to draw a gasp and further pliancy from Kiah.
Kiah was really just too delectable and adorable with his thing for Nanda's hair, really. It made Nanda both want to tease and to protect, and also to spend hours just having his way with Kiah and letting Kiah explore where he wanted. (But Nanda had found out early on that no matter how fascinated Kiah was by Nanda's body, his hands would always always find their way back to his hair sometime or another. That was cute in its own way too, and so utterly Kiah.)
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Um, I know it kind of chops off in the middle of nowhere, but mainly it was the mental image I hoped to share. Love you! *huuuuuuuuuuugs*
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Date: 2006-03-07 09:55 am (UTC)I still am greatly amused by Regan.. the redhead who has the mouth that won't quit. Yep.. just amused as hell. ;->
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Date: 2006-03-08 03:55 am (UTC)You didn't get in trouble, did you? ;_;
Naw, I didn't think you were. ;3 Actually, I've been really bad. I need to go back and reply to everyone, but the whole thing just freaks me out a little. (I'm so indecisive when it comes to jobs.) I whine, but I put up with a lot of crap and let myself get walked all over because I am so loathe to look for new things.
I'd have to agree with
*hugs* I'm sorry work's being bitchy for you too. It just seems so incredibly unfair sometimes. You work and you work and you do what they want and then they change the rules on you because They Get Paid More, and apparently that means that they know more about stuff or whatever and you're just left wondering how the hell anything ever gets done when they all seem so incompetent. O_o;; Sorry, that was vague and ranty. It's just that every once in a while, it would be nice to think that you worked for a boss that rocked, had your best interests at heart and the company's best interests at heart and that those two things were similiar. *sigh* In a perfect world...