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Nov. 17th, 2004 10:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsI wish the coffee man would stop tempting me. I told him we didn't need things today and he held out his basket showing chocolate almond biscuits and other lovely stuff. Bad coffee man, it wasn't even the pretty one just the old grumpy guy but I was strong and sent him away.
I actually enjoyed the walk to the doctors yesterday. It was a nice evening and Corey and I talked and he was quietly singing Christmas songs they must be practicing for school. He was most astonished that I recognised the song because in his mind James and I know nothing which contradicts nicely with his views at times that we know the answer to everything. The latest being what are jellyfish made of? My answer of jelly didn't satisfy him *g* So yeah, the nurse seems to think I'm healing, one of the infection spots is nearly healed the other starting to at last. I remain cautiously optimistic as they've healed before then something went wrong. I just wish they'd give me a different dressing. The one they use now keeps falling off so I have to stick it on with tape which is so attractive, not.
We've all started to watch Extreme Makeover HE every night, it's cool as it's not often we all like the same show. James and Corey love to watch things like American Chopper and Pimp my Ride and they leave me cold, but EMHE is something we all enjoy and we sit and watch together then James mocks when I end up crying every damn night. I'm such a sap about some things and as soon as the people cry I join in. I'm sad I know.
Comments to my rec post of yesterday made me sad because it made me realise that my feedback was terrible before. It's better now, I hope, and I do try to comment on stories that I enjoy on LJ and send e-mails to others but I didn't used to, when I was intimidated by the writers. I know that makes no sense because I love any feedback that I get, but then again I don't think I'm intimidating, at least I hope not. It was nice to think of some of my favourite stories, the only bad thing was cutting them down, I could have given many many more for each one. I think I will do my recs page and I'll call it 'Stories I love, they may not be perfect, they may not be classics but they touch me and I love them so there' Catchy title eh? *g*
I friended a few people lately so if you see my name pop up and wonder who I am be reassured I'm harmless ;)
I feel the need to read some good Kevin/Nick stories. Sadly I've read the good ones over and over and looking for new stuff is a huge gamble because man, the K/N part of the BSB fandom is full of dreck. So I guess I'll resist which is a good thing really as I have a thousand things that need doing, not least opening the SeSa file which I'm going to do. Right now. As soon as I make a new cup of coffee :)
ETA:Harry Kim has just fallen down my stairs! I keep my Voyager pictures on the stairs wall and he just fell off and now he's smashed. When my heart stops trying to climb out of my chest I'll have to see if I can fix him :(
I actually enjoyed the walk to the doctors yesterday. It was a nice evening and Corey and I talked and he was quietly singing Christmas songs they must be practicing for school. He was most astonished that I recognised the song because in his mind James and I know nothing which contradicts nicely with his views at times that we know the answer to everything. The latest being what are jellyfish made of? My answer of jelly didn't satisfy him *g* So yeah, the nurse seems to think I'm healing, one of the infection spots is nearly healed the other starting to at last. I remain cautiously optimistic as they've healed before then something went wrong. I just wish they'd give me a different dressing. The one they use now keeps falling off so I have to stick it on with tape which is so attractive, not.
We've all started to watch Extreme Makeover HE every night, it's cool as it's not often we all like the same show. James and Corey love to watch things like American Chopper and Pimp my Ride and they leave me cold, but EMHE is something we all enjoy and we sit and watch together then James mocks when I end up crying every damn night. I'm such a sap about some things and as soon as the people cry I join in. I'm sad I know.
Comments to my rec post of yesterday made me sad because it made me realise that my feedback was terrible before. It's better now, I hope, and I do try to comment on stories that I enjoy on LJ and send e-mails to others but I didn't used to, when I was intimidated by the writers. I know that makes no sense because I love any feedback that I get, but then again I don't think I'm intimidating, at least I hope not. It was nice to think of some of my favourite stories, the only bad thing was cutting them down, I could have given many many more for each one. I think I will do my recs page and I'll call it 'Stories I love, they may not be perfect, they may not be classics but they touch me and I love them so there' Catchy title eh? *g*
I friended a few people lately so if you see my name pop up and wonder who I am be reassured I'm harmless ;)
I feel the need to read some good Kevin/Nick stories. Sadly I've read the good ones over and over and looking for new stuff is a huge gamble because man, the K/N part of the BSB fandom is full of dreck. So I guess I'll resist which is a good thing really as I have a thousand things that need doing, not least opening the SeSa file which I'm going to do. Right now. As soon as I make a new cup of coffee :)
ETA:Harry Kim has just fallen down my stairs! I keep my Voyager pictures on the stairs wall and he just fell off and now he's smashed. When my heart stops trying to climb out of my chest I'll have to see if I can fix him :(
