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Mar. 21st, 2010 01:02 pmWhen I logged onto LJ today the little writing blurb thing asked me what was the first big news event that I remember and how did it shape my life, or something. I immediately thought "Chernobyl!" and then "Oh no! Wait! Challenger!" so I rushed over to Wiki to see what those date were, only to discover that they both occurred in 1986 within four months of each other.
Wow, the world's been disappointing me for a very long time. No wonder I made up a little Chernobyl ditty to the Nestle Crunch song tune. My mom once told me that my aunt (her little sister) used to make up songs about herself and Caroline Kennedy's pony and me and my friends made up songs about nuclear disasters. It seems indicative of something, though I'm not quite sure what.
I have officially survived all of the family wedding shenanigans. I have concluded that I am never getting married. Ever. It's not that it was all awful, it was just a lot of ridiculousness and my threshhold for dealing with that kind of stuff has lowered exponentially over the past few years. I become more and more of a hermit as the years go by and I don't really care.
However, am so looking forward to
hiyacynth's wedding in a couple weeks. Because there will be fangirls and my family won't be there and
hiyacynth will look beautiful and will be marrying one of the awesomest guys ever born. OMG HOW AWESOME?
Which all means that it's not weddings that I hate, just family weddings. Where my mother hovers over me because she's worried that I'm going to start crying in the bathroom (because that's what she used to do) and I must be so sad and lonely and bunches of people make the effort to assure me that the next wedding will be mine and OMG PEOPLE SHUT UP YOU ARE ANNOYING ME I'M TIRED AND I WANT TO GO TO BED.
In other news, I dreamed last night that I was 18 and the Yellow-Eyed Demon showed up to try to enlist me in his devilbaby army. Except the demon blood never took in me because I was the wrong age so he decided to burn my dream!mother (who didn't look anything like my real mother) on the ceiling anyway. He also made sure to beat me up so that I wouldn't be able to get out of the house, but John Winchester showed up and saved me.
All right, I'm at 8,238 words on my Big Bang and my goal is to hit 10,000 by the end of today so I should probably get cracking. Amazingly enough, these things don't write themselves.
This entry was crossposted at http://liptonrm.dreamwidth.org/3682.html.
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Wow, the world's been disappointing me for a very long time. No wonder I made up a little Chernobyl ditty to the Nestle Crunch song tune. My mom once told me that my aunt (her little sister) used to make up songs about herself and Caroline Kennedy's pony and me and my friends made up songs about nuclear disasters. It seems indicative of something, though I'm not quite sure what.
I have officially survived all of the family wedding shenanigans. I have concluded that I am never getting married. Ever. It's not that it was all awful, it was just a lot of ridiculousness and my threshhold for dealing with that kind of stuff has lowered exponentially over the past few years. I become more and more of a hermit as the years go by and I don't really care.
However, am so looking forward to
Which all means that it's not weddings that I hate, just family weddings. Where my mother hovers over me because she's worried that I'm going to start crying in the bathroom (because that's what she used to do) and I must be so sad and lonely and bunches of people make the effort to assure me that the next wedding will be mine and OMG PEOPLE SHUT UP YOU ARE ANNOYING ME I'M TIRED AND I WANT TO GO TO BED.
In other news, I dreamed last night that I was 18 and the Yellow-Eyed Demon showed up to try to enlist me in his devilbaby army. Except the demon blood never took in me because I was the wrong age so he decided to burn my dream!mother (who didn't look anything like my real mother) on the ceiling anyway. He also made sure to beat me up so that I wouldn't be able to get out of the house, but John Winchester showed up and saved me.
All right, I'm at 8,238 words on my Big Bang and my goal is to hit 10,000 by the end of today so I should probably get cracking. Amazingly enough, these things don't write themselves.
This entry was crossposted at http://liptonrm.dreamwidth.org/3682.html.
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Date: 2010-03-22 02:10 am (UTC)Hermit queens of the world unite.
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Date: 2010-03-22 07:06 pm (UTC)Family is just so ... familial. One day I will have my house on a couple acres in the middle of nowhere and then life will be good. One day.
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Date: 2010-03-22 01:55 pm (UTC)Very glad that your family wedding scramlbe is over. I anticipate that mine will be less fraught (for you). I can't guarantee that no one will ask if you need to go cry in the bathroom, or assure you that it will be your turn soon, because some of the women on Marc's side are pretty fussy/weird that way, but I can promise that *I* won't. And, you know, I'll point out the fussy/weird women you should avoid ;-)
Dude. Your Big Bang progress is awesome! What's the story? Email if you don't want to discuss in public.
xoxoxoxox SEE YOU IN, LIKE, 19 DAYS! *freaks out a little*
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Date: 2010-03-22 08:32 pm (UTC)My plan for your wedding is to eat a lot of good food, wear an awesome dress, and ignore anyone who looks at me cross-eyed. Oh, and probably cry, because I'm a big sap that way. OMG YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED!
OMG Big Bang. It's my Casablanca!AU and I'm very fortunate that I already had, like, 5,000 words when I signed up 'cause OMG writing is hard. I'm planning to send you a big chunk once I've finished my current scene. So you have that to look forward to. ;-)
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoetc