I'm all discombobulatamajed today.

[fredericks]

Here's the thing: *don't* ask me to babysit your kid and then ask your mother as well. Who the hell is your kid anyway, The Second Coming?? Why the eff would he need two babysitters???

Ignore me. I'm just pissed about getting four hours of sleep for no goddamn reason.

And, in other news, I really do have to get around to meeting more of you folks offline. I totally squealed at rustler yesterday, and she squealed back, we had dinner and coffee, and now we're BFF. I'm pretty sure that's how it went down. Take note, FL.

Have I mentioned I'm sort of tired? No? Okay.

Lars!!

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[doingsoso.livejournal.com]

Join the club, LOL.

Oh man, people can do the dumbest things, huh?

Everybody seems to buzzing with annoyance today:) I'm totally pissed because I've done something to my knee and I am in excruciating pain every time I try to walk.

Good news though. Emu oil works like magic. Rub a little on and oh boy it feels much better, I can walk without squealing like a little baby. It's short term but wow who would have thought? Now, if I can figure out how I managed to make it sore I'll avoid it like the plague.

Feeling better yet? LOL

I hope you get some sleep soon. Be careful driving, pretty please?

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

"Emu oil" as in "emu, food of the lion, sorta like anorexic bison" emu? They can oil that bad boy up? Man, I don't know...

I'll probably be feeling tons better after I get some sleep. But the whole emo pondering I just spent time on surely helped the time pass. :) Thanks.

And would you believe I don't drive? Don't even have a license. One of the perks of having lived in cities with great transportation systems.

[modpixie.livejournal.com]

i will be in NYC over the weekend of 7 december. should you wish to get coffee and see i'm not there with me, say the word.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

Crap! I'm away that weekend. That entire week, actually. Oh well. I WILL be available that Friday, though. If you're around on the 7th I'd love to do something with you.

[rustler.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's pretty much exactly how it went down. :-) And today I'm really painting! Haha.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

*grin* I like the way you pulled out Stringer. Lovely.

And I'm glad you got some additional work done. I felt a bit guilty about pulling you out of the apartment, but I can't say I didn't thoroughly enjoy myself. :)

[randimason.livejournal.com]

Hear you.

Just wrote an e-mail explaining the whole 'you know, it is possible for online friends to get together and becoming friends IRL' e-mail to someone on Twitter. Mind you, I then deleted it because I knew he wouldn't believe me but hey, the thought was there, you know?

I hope it's a New York thing, the assuming that people *want* something from you when they are being friendly. Because it'd be sad to think that suspicion is everywhere.

In other news: love love love your icon!

Get some sleepies!

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

One of the neat things about connecting online first is that you know at least a couple of interests that are shared. It really helps things along. But, you know, the whole "scary internet stalker"/"people always lie online" bit tends to still hang in the air. And yeah, it happens, but *shrug*. But I'm preaching to the converted. :)

Sometimes you just gotta pull the assbeating icon out. :) Feel free to copy, use, and give credit to whoever made it.