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May. 24th, 2007 08:08 amI'm so gone on Magnificent Seven right now. It's a fandom I've had a brush with before, but I was traumatised by a story where Vin's dick was referred by as a pole. What can I say, it was a long time ago when I was innocent and pure. They started re running it here a few weeks ago, and since then my fannish love has gone boom! Vin/Ezra is my new shiny OTP and I've downloaded season two, which is sadly an older version and not a dvd rip, so the quality is suspect. So yeah. I'm having a load of fun. I love the cowboys and I love the ATF universe, and man, there's all this fic, and so much is h/c. I'm wallowing in the stuff and loving every moment.
I've got an appointment with my lympodemia nurse later. Can't say I'm looking forward to it either. I mean, it's Ann and she's lovely, but things haven't been going that well lately and she'll be just one more person to disappoint. My legs are really swollen at the moment too, not helped by the time of the month where I suspect I retain water as well as all the stupid lymph fluid.
I need to give myself a kick and get back out walking more often. Sadly I tend to hole up in the house and the longer that goes on the harder it is to get going again. I will, I always do, but man, hauling myself back on track gets harder each time.
Still, compared to before this is still a big improvement. It's like, I was watching the season opener of Nip/Tuck season 3, and it was a woman so huge she hadn't moved from her sofa in three years. And just, I was gutted watched. The way people laughed as the house wall was knocked down so she and the sofa could be carried out by a load of firemen. She was put on an open truck and everyone was laughing and pointing, and I don't want to be that woman.
And I won't be. But I can't help the 'what ifs?'
Wow, cheery post. I'm okay, no need for hugs or comments. I'm just nervous about the appointment. But before I go there we're going for tickets for the preview of Pirates tonight, and Pirates make everything better. Pirates, cowboys and sparkly boys. A combination of wonder.
I've got an appointment with my lympodemia nurse later. Can't say I'm looking forward to it either. I mean, it's Ann and she's lovely, but things haven't been going that well lately and she'll be just one more person to disappoint. My legs are really swollen at the moment too, not helped by the time of the month where I suspect I retain water as well as all the stupid lymph fluid.
I need to give myself a kick and get back out walking more often. Sadly I tend to hole up in the house and the longer that goes on the harder it is to get going again. I will, I always do, but man, hauling myself back on track gets harder each time.
Still, compared to before this is still a big improvement. It's like, I was watching the season opener of Nip/Tuck season 3, and it was a woman so huge she hadn't moved from her sofa in three years. And just, I was gutted watched. The way people laughed as the house wall was knocked down so she and the sofa could be carried out by a load of firemen. She was put on an open truck and everyone was laughing and pointing, and I don't want to be that woman.
And I won't be. But I can't help the 'what ifs?'
Wow, cheery post. I'm okay, no need for hugs or comments. I'm just nervous about the appointment. But before I go there we're going for tickets for the preview of Pirates tonight, and Pirates make everything better. Pirates, cowboys and sparkly boys. A combination of wonder.
