+ Doris Egan on the semicolon: "I declare my prosperous love; reader, I married it." As if I needed any more reasons to love her. ♥

Speaking for myself, I didn't just marry the semicolon; I married it and became it's craaazy partner who ties it up in her basement and occasionally does terrible things to it.

+ I feel sad when shows get cancelled. Even when I don't watch them. FAIL.

+ The masterlist for this round of cuddy_fest is up, courtesy the wonderful hihoplastic. It was an awesome, fun round, and there will be more news about more fun things shortly.

My name is not on the masterlist. I'm still writing the thing, though, and while I have no idea WHAT it's turning into, I AM going to finish and post it. Soon.

+ Via flist: GMail users, please read.

+ Via icarusancalion: Zap colours! Get rid of annoying LJ layouts! And other interesting applets.

Have Chuck Bass and his bowties broken up? He's been wearing a lot of Gryffindor-esque ties in the filming pics lately. (You are Slytherin, Chuckles! Slytherin!) That's probably a Constance Billard uniform thing, but what about this, Grandpa? I feel like he's auditioning to be Mr. Wilson in a new Dennis The Menace movie. An oddly-patterned bowtie would have been the perfect accessory to complete his old fogey look! It's as if in the great you stood me up at Tuscany, bitch! debacle, the bowtie sided with Team Blair and refused to knot properly for the rest of the summer. The ascots were more loyal to that motherchucker.

And no, I have not read the leaked Gossip Girl scripts nor do I plan to so no spoilers in the comments please. AT ALL. I'm staying spoiler-free because a) I don't really care enough to spoil myself, especially when I haven't all summer and now there's only a few weeks left until the premiere and b) I find that it greatly diminishes my love for the episodes if I know what's going to happen beforehand. I spend the entire episode waiting for what I know will occur and most of the other stuff is completely lost on me.

In more important news, Jack's Mannequin's new album, The Glass Passenger, is pretty good! Boys, I have missed you so very much! And now, here's my favorite track on the album:

Jack's Mannequin - Spinning
Please comment if snagging. :)

I dare you not to love it.

Oh, and OMG, MCGOSLING! YAY! I bet you there were puppies frolicking in the background while they held hands because they simply are that adorable!

how to make spam musubi. No, really, I want to try this. <3

monkey on the loose in tokyo's shibuya station. with video!

PROS 

[+]  Jet - We had a good lesson today!!  Amazingly enough, Grumpypants was pretty responsive to the spurs.  Been using these, figuring that they would be a little easier to introduce than full out ones.   Bubba was NOT HAPPY AT ALL with the flash bridle I tried him in last week.  Which was kinda disappointing because, guh, it was soooo pretty.  Haven't tried the new martingale on him yet.  Alot of trotting Figure-8s and serpentines this lesson.  Hooray! OH! ADDED BONUS!! I finally had a chance to borrow one of the Tad Coffin trial saddles we have.  The damn things cost more than both of my horses combined, but my pelvis was so happy and the leather was so nice and I just wanted to have sex with it.  Jet approved as well.  Hooray pony!

[+] California - I am all packed and ready to go.  We'll overlook the fact that I have to leave the house by 4:00 in order to make my 6:00 am flight.  Luckily, I'm not the one driving.   Flying into Ontario, California tomorrow, driving up the coast to San Francisco and back, catching a bus to San Diego, staying at some random hostel by myself, and flying back to Philly next Wednesday.  Whew.  I heart California.

[+] Money - HOLY SHIT I ACTUALLY HAVE MONEY FOR CALIFORNIA SO I WON'T HAVE TO SLEEP IN A CARDBOARD BOX ON THE CORNER.  Thank you Financial Lady at the bank for figuring that one out.  


CONS

[-] Plane Crash - I don't know if y'all have been watching the news but there was a bad plane crash in Madrid.  I'll tell you what, if I was in a plane that may have some "technical difficulties" and then they decided to say 'Fuck it, lets go anyway', I'd be a little concerned.  You'd better believe that people are going to get sued out the ass for this one.  The death toll stands at 153 at the moment.  Horrible. 

[-] Housesmates - I knew it.  The boys totally went through my panty drawer one day while I was at work.  They have requested the use of my leopard print bra (umm, which is the most comfortable one that I own) upon my return from vacation.  To hang from the wall or something apparently? I didn't mind that.  I did kind of mind when I heard that the Manwhore Marine was WEARING ONE OF MY THONGS.  Red/black plaid cotton thong.  So comfortable.  And now I have to BURN IT.  FAIL DRUNKO, FAIL. 

[-] Lovelife - Lisa Edelstein is still not my girlfriend (check out Page 5, Picture 5, GUH!).  Neither is Torri Higginson.  Seriously, that's just depressing.  

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I had much more to say earlier.  Sorry, must go vegetate for a while now.  

Title: Fools Give You Reasons
Author: PWCorgigirl
Rating/Genre/Warning: For mid-teens and up. House/Torchwood crossover, AU, pregnancy/baby fic. Cuddy-House-Wilson friendship, Cuddy/Jack, mention of Jack's team, a couple of original characters. 4,450 words.
Summary: The unexpected was suddenly a gift instead of a complication.
Author's note: Many thanks to my First Readers for beta services and to topaz_eyes for thinking up Cuddy/Jack. The missing coat button is borrowed from her story A Night's Honor. The title comes from the song "Some Enchanted Evening" by Richard Rogers and Oscar Hammerstein.
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Lisa Cuddy had a cell phone number, a button from an antique greatcoat, and a positive pregnancy test stick to remember Jack Harkness by.

If anyone had asked her fifteen years ago how she envisioned her personal life, it wouldn’t have been unmarried at 42 and knocked up by an attractive stranger with a mysterious job who was, as she often vividly recalled, simply fantastic in bed.
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I'm selling my 3 month old Pink 3rd Gen Ipod Nano if anyone is interested. Make Me an Offer!!
It's a 8gb.

:)

Meet my new puppy!




Her name is Sunday, and she's four months old. I got her from a shelter, and they're pretty sure she's a springer spaniel/english setter mix.

She is adorable and mischievous and sweet and has way too much energy and very bad manners but she's a puppy so it's ok and we're going to go to obedience school so that she comes when I call instead of running away!

She likes chasing butterflies and tormenting poor older sister Sophie (who keeps shooting me looks of extreme misery that seem to question why I brought this monster into our home) and she likes to sleep on my feet and I love her!

Right now my life is snatches stolen in moments when I've successfully tired out Sunday. But we are having fun going on lots (LOTS) of walks and playing fetch and chasing (and then horrifically catching and eating) crickets.

Also Sunday is fascinated by showers and jumps in there if the door is open (she scared the shit out of Eleanor (my roommate) this afternoon cause her eyes were closed and suddenly Sunday was there!) cause she likes to try and catch the water.

I love her to death!

( more pictures! )

Don't worry, I'll post more pictures soon! ;)

Today we learned about fifteen or twenty 'core signs' that we can work on with the boy, and I scheduled a full audiology assessment (the therapist who did it was an auditory integration therapist, and while I saw the printout and will have a copy of it soon, schools and other fun bureaucratic things require a full audiology signoff) for Friday morning.

The school district is trying to find a one on one with tactile sign experience as per the SLP/augcomm specialist's recommendation. And now we really need sign language instruction in home (Sean and Chris both need the hand over hand instruction and I occasionally have my own motor planning issues to work around.)

This is turning out to be pretty fun. <3

I is be claiming Cuddy!

( Fic Table )

Poop. Poop, I say!

WHEW!


And again, thanks to all of you who've been sending good thoughts. YOU GUYS ROCK!

So I get up this AM, go up to the hospital...he still hasn't eaten and we're still waiting for surgery. Finally at around 10-ish, they come to get him, which still leads to unbelievable amounts of waiting and answering the same questions about a zillion times, but since it includes questions regarding allergies, I guess a zillion is better than not at all.

Surgery is going to take at least two hours with another hour in recovery and like fun am I going to sit around in the Waiting Room of the Damned, so being the wench that I am (spies, feel free to report) I go downtown to get my nails done. That's when I discover the interesting/disturbing fact that I no longer have the plastic thingie that I've been so good about putting my ATM/Fastpass/Gym Card etc in so that I won't lose them AGAIN.

I think to myself, OK, that must be in the pocket of the cardigan I was wearing yesterday, which I know I had and then took off and is on the floor of the closet. I also discovered that the ATM card I lost back in May was actually in my wallet the whole time, in spite of the number of times I'm absolutely sure I looked in said wallet. I know it's the one I "lost" because when I tried to use it for my nails....it was declined.

So I got the nails done for cash and came home in a cab to look for the plastic thingie and I can't find it. It's not in the cardigan. It's not on the floor of the closet. It's not in my leather jacket, my pocketbook or the bag I've been using to schlep books and stuff back and forth to the hospital.

I am now officially freaking out, but I also refuse to believe I lost it again, because I know I had it with me most of yesterday. I refuse to deal with canceling the ATM etc. I do have hubby's so I can get money for a pizza for him to eat when he gets out of surgery and recovery.


My current magical thinking is that when I come back later, I can methodically clean up the clutter that is the apartment and it will appear in some location I don't remember having it.

God this pisses me off. (Along with all the other things I have to be pissed off about.) I've been doing so well at keeping my shit together, and this is totally the WRONG TIME to be losing it. Literally or figuratively.

ETA-(In best Emily Litella voice) NEVER MIND! Just found it...on the same bookcase where I could swear I looked ten times and didn't see it.

One is tempted to delete or change entire post to hide my embarassment, but I'm generally pretty honest with you guys, so here it is anyway.

I'm watching the Hungarian holiday fireworks. There are a couple of men dancing, and they suck so much. They just can't move together.

The fireworks look good though.

I spent my afternoon with looking for good layouts. I currently have three picked out, but I can't decide which one to use. I like this one best, but there are already too many people using it. Or should I not take that into consideration? Then there's this one, it has great style, but no sidebar. I like sidebar. (Btw, the person who made this has a lot of great layouts, but none of them has sidebar because he/she hates it. No fair.) And this is the third. My problem with it is that a header might not look so good with it.

Help again?
Poll #1245326 Layout help
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All

Which layout should I pick?

Thanks!

Now, this is next topic is only secondary to my layout problem, because the person it concerns doesn't follow my journal. First of all,
We had a family reunion because of the occasion, which sucked as usual. my problematic grandmother decided that she didn't have enough airinside. and that it was too hot, so she went outside to the even hotter weather. I really admire her logic. She was suffering so annoyingly, and of course I had to keep her company. But then I cleverly decided to do the dishes and left her. It was a great move, because there were a lot of dishes to wash, as we had a lot of guests, so I had peace for about an hour or more.

Just a few things that have been running  through my head as I attempt to drag my exhausted ass off the couch to get ready for work:

• Really not motivated for school to start again.  Just...no. 
  

• WebMD...is a BAAAAD thing.  Srsly...because if you go to the symptom checker and go to general symptoms and go with fatigue, yeah, you're no better off than you were before.  Only maybe a bit more freaked out.  Especially if you're me. 
  

• Speaking of fatigue...I slept for 10 hours again, and I'm still tired.  I've been getting so much sleep lately it's ridiculous, and I'm still exhausted.  At first I thought maybe it had to do with the nights I only get 4 or so hours of sleep, but at this point, I think I could sleep for a flobityjillion hours and still be tired.

• I want a cookie.

• Mpreg Cheli is angsty again.

• Ozzie says it's time to torment Nick for a bit.  I say I torment them both XD.

• I really don't want to go to work.   And it's too late to call in.  But I don't like to call in, especially since I'm not really sick, even if I am just on orientation tonight, so they wouldn't technically be short.  I just don't feel like doing anything and that's not a good excuse.

• My brain fails me a lot.  Like last night when I went to Target to buy House and binders.  I remember looking at binders, but did I buy them, No, of course not.

• Why are Pasha and Hank so cute together?  I mean, they're cute by themselves, but together, they are so totally cute that it's not right.

• I really Need to work on my Mac, Draper, Ozzie budyy fic with current Mac/Draper pairing and hints of previous Mac/Draper/Ozzie, but have to work instead.

*sighs*  Off to make myself go be a productive member of society now.  Maybe I'll find some energy hiding somewhere.   Or at least I'll find a cookie.  As that seems to be the easiest item on my list to deal with.

FUCK.

So I just did something really stupid. You know on Myspace how they have those "See who's spying on your profile!" things, and then you go to the website, and type in your Myspace username and password? And then it sends all this shit on people's profile pages. I JUST DID THAT ON MSN. Somebody sent me a link, which was obviously sent by a hacker thing, and the opening page is "Pictures for my MSN friends!" and you have to type in your email adress and password. I AM REALLY SORRY IF YOU GET ONE OF THOSE FROM ME. But yeah, don't type in your shit, lol. Don't be stupid like me.

I was looking for a video of Usain Bolt's 100 m record, and this is the only one I've found so far (YouTube is full of crap, don't even bother). The commentary is probably in Chinese, but the quality is pretty good, and they show an adequate number of slo-mos.

I'm v. excited about the 200 m event.

ETA: ( aand the winner is... )

ETA 2: ( 400 m womens hurdles )