#reallyofftopic

Someone is mailing body parts to the Conservative Party of Canada.

I will keep you posted as infrequently as possible, because my love life is so off-topic it ain't even funny. We return to our regular scheduled program tomorrow.

jhameia replied to your post: I'm going to die.

….. washroom?

The spot between my boobs is ITCHING UNBEARABLY but I can't scratch it because I'm sitting in a Second cup with a ton of people around including a guy right in front of me who's looked at me weird a couple times because I was laughing at Twitter.

It started off pretty awesome, it was evening in someone's kitchen and I was singing Motown and dancing with pinebark (sorry for my terrible clumsy dancing!) and a bunch of us were sitting around singing and I started singing the Indigo Girls' cover of "Tangled Up in Blue", and then we all went out on the town, but then suddenly we were in Wal-mart either for some weird school assignment or some kind of Wal-mart job fair thing, only it wasn't really like Wal-mart, it was a lot more upscale, and I was in the men's department and they actually had some great stuff in my size! though I figured it would be a tad too big anyway, and because it was late at night and I was exhausted I sat down on the floor and one of the employees yelled at me and I asked to leave and she yelled some more. I had a dickens of a time finding my way out, I kept getting turned around. I seemed to be in a mall that has figured in my dreams before (it's pretty nice, it's got a Canadian Tire and a Topshop and a big Loblaws and a bookstore with a great stationery section), so I tried to head around to the back where I knew the bus stop was, except there was all this construction and all these other buildings that I didn't remember, and also a Unification Church-style mass wedding that I had to walk through. I don't think I caught the bus.

So this is one of those meme things, eh? Guess I should get around to it…

I'm not much of a shipper but Dax/Kira from DS9 is my OTP. Their rapport! That's true love right there!

Augustine is my homeboy.

Favourite drink: gin and tonic. Best when consumed on a patio in the summer.

I'm a total cat lady (even though I'm definitely not a lady…)

I'm a sucker for science fiction told in the fantasy mode, or containing fantasy elements. What's that you say? It's future Zimbabwe with flying cars and mystic spiritual warfare? It's the Middle Ages, but there's time travel and/or aliens? GIVE ME MORE.

I'm also a sucker for stories where a Space Priest is left traumatized and doubting his faith after critically misunderstanding an alien culture that is more than it first appears to be, despite the fact that such stories are cliché and disgustingly problematic. WE DON'T NEED ANY MISSIONARIES, MOFO. (P. S. Yes, I've read that story. Enjoyed at the time, hate it in retrospect. That one, too—wow, the ending was over-the-top. And that one. Great, if you overlook the factual errors.)

I hate hate hate synthetic fibres, especially stretchy stuff. Do you know how hard it is to find 100% cotton clothing?

I take baths. Not sure why some people find it gross.

Missed Doctor Who airing tonight and it's taking FOREVER to torrent. WHAT IS THIS? All I want to do is stuff my face with mantou and watch some fucking TV.

The Poet-sirrah, X., is back in town! Just for the month, but I am so happy. She's also started watching Doctor Who so we can geek out about that now. *waves*