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Apr. 12th, 2004 08:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsJust in from another day with the in-laws and I think my social obligations must be over now. Spending hours stuck in a traffic jam is not my idea of fun. However, I did get to play Celebrity on repeat three times. But on the bad side of that, I discovered that something must have been spilt on the booklet thing at one point because all the pages are stuck together. I tried to ease them apart and split Chris in two, the angst! While stuck in the traffic jam I amused myself by planning my next two stories and thinking about Chris porn, which I sent to Charlie (reminder to self. Programme Becca's number in phone then you won't have to keep picking on poor Charlie ) it's difficult to text message porn, especially when you're trying to imagine Lance biting Chris' shoulder and the MiL starts talking about something.
But still, not a bad day, apart from a dodgy moment when some prick said a nasty comment about me and James was on the verge of going after him. I told him to leave it, it's really not worth getting worked up about. But man, that led to an embarrassing moment. The MiL has a weight problem too and she started talking about diets etc. I really do love the woman, and she has the best of intentions, but sitting in a very crowded place is not the time for discussing stuff like that. The woman has a very loud voice and I just sort of slinked away when I could, well as much as I could slink anyway *g*
So now I'm home. I've done three all day visits with the in-laws in four days, am sick of the sight of sandwiches and haven't had a real hot meal in days. I'm slash deprived, need to write but I have coffee and toblerone, so I'm happy :)
Thinking of slash, which admittedly I do a lot. I had a strange dream last night, which is either very wrong or very right depending on who you are. I dreamt about the aftermath of a Chris n/c thing. He was at the compound, all curled up in these black baggy clothes. Black sweat pants, long jumper that he was hiding his bruised wrists under. It was so vivid, I'm a sick woman, I really am.
But now I go check the flist, but not before waving a huge hello to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jenneany *waves while jumping up and down* It seems you know lazydwarf and snowjag. Don't believe anything they say about me ;) Seriously, nice to see a new convert to the sdbs, it's a wonderful fandom with wonderful people.
But still, not a bad day, apart from a dodgy moment when some prick said a nasty comment about me and James was on the verge of going after him. I told him to leave it, it's really not worth getting worked up about. But man, that led to an embarrassing moment. The MiL has a weight problem too and she started talking about diets etc. I really do love the woman, and she has the best of intentions, but sitting in a very crowded place is not the time for discussing stuff like that. The woman has a very loud voice and I just sort of slinked away when I could, well as much as I could slink anyway *g*
So now I'm home. I've done three all day visits with the in-laws in four days, am sick of the sight of sandwiches and haven't had a real hot meal in days. I'm slash deprived, need to write but I have coffee and toblerone, so I'm happy :)
Thinking of slash, which admittedly I do a lot. I had a strange dream last night, which is either very wrong or very right depending on who you are. I dreamt about the aftermath of a Chris n/c thing. He was at the compound, all curled up in these black baggy clothes. Black sweat pants, long jumper that he was hiding his bruised wrists under. It was so vivid, I'm a sick woman, I really am.
But now I go check the flist, but not before waving a huge hello to
jenneany *waves while jumping up and down* It seems you know lazydwarf and snowjag. Don't believe anything they say about me ;) Seriously, nice to see a new convert to the sdbs, it's a wonderful fandom with wonderful people.
