Sunday evening

[vanillafluffy]

I got my act together and wrote a little something this afternoon. Given that it's been two months since I last spawned anything, yay! Go, me! (Now if I could just get some flippin' comments....)

Except for season one, I've done a coda for every SPN season finale. (And since I didn't start watching until 2.1, that's understandable, yes?) This year, it's a quickie attempting to resolve what was set up in the last few minutes. Other seasons have been more in depth, often crack, but this year, I don't have a whole lot invested. Too damn much agita and heartbreak.

Last night, I DVR'ed Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan. Haven't seen it in a few years, and evewn now, it's on in the other room and I'm listening to it. (J would be coming unglued.) I've seen it numerous times---like four or five times at the theater, and a few more when it was on HBO back in the day.

Off to bed when it's over.... *yawn*
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[vanillafluffy.livejournal.com]

She is either in her office chair at her computer, or in her motorized wheelchair. Her furnishings are all secondhand. In the living room where we were watching stuff, there's another office chair (dead, doesn't go up at all), a straight-backed dining chair, two very short sofas (I had a bitch of a time getting up from them when I made the mistake of sitting on one) and a recliner that's as far from the TV as it's possible to be.
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[kukkurkurat.livejournal.com]

Secondhand does not mean crap but in her case, I suppose it does. Damn. I am sorry.