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1. I need reading glasses for the computer, apparently. MY EYES HAVE TURNED AGAINST ME!
2. If I never see another essay, LJ entry or blog post that begins, "While other little [persons of same gender] were playing with [toys stereotypically associated with said gender]", it will be too soon. I played with trucks as well as dolls, and my doll-play involved fraught interpersonal dramas that wouldn't have been out of place in Russian literature, had Russian literature been about plastic people in space. And I wasn't a particularly special or unique snowflake. Neither are you.
3. Speaking of fraught interpersonal dramas, I have written 500 words on my AU Big Bang. Although said words are so very purple that the Victorian Era is embarrassed for me.
4. There are children playing games and throwing rocks at each other in the alley that runs outside my room. This is disturbing to both me and the cat.
5. I had a nightmare that I was stuck on an island and my e-reader wasn't charged. This is extra-strange because I'm currently in the middle of a dead-tree book, although I have to say that it isn't very good, and I'll be picking up something else right as soon as my e-reader has power.
6. Doing so would, of course, be easier if Borders hadn't, as part of its administration process, stopped accepting gift vouchers online. Now that the axe has fallen and none of my friends have lost their jobs (yet), I can bitch about the annoyance of having had $70 in vouchers, all allocated to ebooks, and then having to spend them in store instead.
7. Last night I finished my Star Trek: The Next Generation re-watch. So that was nice. I had some proper thoughts about "All Good Things...", but a night has passed, and the only one that remains in my head is amusement that I counted more than 10 cats in Data's future home. Anyway, I've now seen every episode of TNG except "The Outcast". Which I wasn't allowed to watch as a kid, on the grounds that it was intended as pro-gayism propaganda, and which I declined to watch this time on the grounds that it's massively homophobic.
8. Now I very much want to keep going with DS9, but I'm not in the mood for Voyager. This is a problem. I'm tempted to put all of Trek on hold and watch Fringe, which seems to have eaten my LJ friends' brains in the same way that Avatar has eaten mine.
9. I was going to complain about the tumbleweeds over LJ and DW, being that since I filtered out all the fight clubs, it's taking me about 10 minutes a day to read my friends lists. But then, just at the moment being online for me involves adopting a kind of hunch and squinting in order to read, so I shouldn't complain.
10. That is all. FOR NOW.
2. If I never see another essay, LJ entry or blog post that begins, "While other little [persons of same gender] were playing with [toys stereotypically associated with said gender]", it will be too soon. I played with trucks as well as dolls, and my doll-play involved fraught interpersonal dramas that wouldn't have been out of place in Russian literature, had Russian literature been about plastic people in space. And I wasn't a particularly special or unique snowflake. Neither are you.
3. Speaking of fraught interpersonal dramas, I have written 500 words on my AU Big Bang. Although said words are so very purple that the Victorian Era is embarrassed for me.
4. There are children playing games and throwing rocks at each other in the alley that runs outside my room. This is disturbing to both me and the cat.
5. I had a nightmare that I was stuck on an island and my e-reader wasn't charged. This is extra-strange because I'm currently in the middle of a dead-tree book, although I have to say that it isn't very good, and I'll be picking up something else right as soon as my e-reader has power.
6. Doing so would, of course, be easier if Borders hadn't, as part of its administration process, stopped accepting gift vouchers online. Now that the axe has fallen and none of my friends have lost their jobs (yet), I can bitch about the annoyance of having had $70 in vouchers, all allocated to ebooks, and then having to spend them in store instead.
7. Last night I finished my Star Trek: The Next Generation re-watch. So that was nice. I had some proper thoughts about "All Good Things...", but a night has passed, and the only one that remains in my head is amusement that I counted more than 10 cats in Data's future home. Anyway, I've now seen every episode of TNG except "The Outcast". Which I wasn't allowed to watch as a kid, on the grounds that it was intended as pro-gayism propaganda, and which I declined to watch this time on the grounds that it's massively homophobic.
8. Now I very much want to keep going with DS9, but I'm not in the mood for Voyager. This is a problem. I'm tempted to put all of Trek on hold and watch Fringe, which seems to have eaten my LJ friends' brains in the same way that Avatar has eaten mine.
9. I was going to complain about the tumbleweeds over LJ and DW, being that since I filtered out all the fight clubs, it's taking me about 10 minutes a day to read my friends lists. But then, just at the moment being online for me involves adopting a kind of hunch and squinting in order to read, so I shouldn't complain.
10. That is all. FOR NOW.
