Today was shiny!
Jul. 15th, 2007 09:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyToday has been one of the best days in a long time! Had lunch with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sbjb---haven't seen her in an age!---and we spent a couple hours at Cracker Barrel noshing and schmoozing. (pwcorgigirl will laugh, but I-swear-to-God the guy at the table behind her looked like Bobby at 30. No lie. Same general coloring, beard, and to really drive it home, he was wearing jeans, a camo printed shirt and cap. *rereads that last sentence and realizes what it sounds like* Ooops, my hormones are showing. Alas, he was wearing a ring on THAT finger and sharing said table with a little bit of a femme one-third my size. Damn.) That aside, SBJB had a lot to say about fan-fic conventions...I've never been to one, but she's encouraging me to check out NecronomiCon in Tampa. sbjb isn't a writer herself, and sadly, she isn't into any of my fandoms, but we both craft, like some of the same authors, and go back almost 20 years. (And compared to S, she's very low-maintainence!)
After we parted company, I wandered over to Lane Bryant, and browsed for a bit---they only go up to 26/28, and they run small compared to what I think of as a 26/28. And they're freaking expensive, so I ended up not getting anything.
Instead, I'd taken the precaution of finding out showtimes for Live Free, Die Hard out at the theaters there at the Avenues---first time I've been there---and caught the 3:35 show. OMG! OMG! I will be the first to confess a love for action movies. I don't do chick flicks, most so-called "date movies" make me GAG---but goddamn, give me something with car chases and explosions and a soundtrack that could defillibrate roadkill---and I am a happy, happy woman. This was LOVE.** It was two and a half hours of testosterone-ramped fantasia, and I want to see it again, and I WANT the DVD, NOW!
Then, I paid a visit to B and A, to meet their new addition---B has been wanting a second dog to keep RJ company, and she got one last week: an adorable, very friendly Sheltie. And I didn't realize until afterward that I'd completely forgotten to ask to see the new tatts she got for her birthday---my bad! They're having some neighbors-complaining-about-their-lawn problem too, and I recounted my tale of woe. Why can't people either either a) approach the neighbor like a civilized human being and discuss the problem, b) do something constructive like offer to help, or c) mind their own freaking business?
Anyway, it's been a really nice day. Now I need to get my ass to work on writing some pr0n.
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**Although one plot point snarked me: this was alledgedly happening on July 4th, Independence Day---hello, that's a federal holiday! Wall Street is gonna be a ghost town, and even the government bureaus are going to be running skeleton crews. I have the feeling that the date was added as an afterthought to tie in with the release date, because honestly, that should be a no-brainer.
sbjb---haven't seen her in an age!---and we spent a couple hours at Cracker Barrel noshing and schmoozing. (pwcorgigirl will laugh, but I-swear-to-God the guy at the table behind her looked like Bobby at 30. No lie. Same general coloring, beard, and to really drive it home, he was wearing jeans, a camo printed shirt and cap. *rereads that last sentence and realizes what it sounds like* Ooops, my hormones are showing. Alas, he was wearing a ring on THAT finger and sharing said table with a little bit of a femme one-third my size. Damn.) That aside, SBJB had a lot to say about fan-fic conventions...I've never been to one, but she's encouraging me to check out NecronomiCon in Tampa. sbjb isn't a writer herself, and sadly, she isn't into any of my fandoms, but we both craft, like some of the same authors, and go back almost 20 years. (And compared to S, she's very low-maintainence!) After we parted company, I wandered over to Lane Bryant, and browsed for a bit---they only go up to 26/28, and they run small compared to what I think of as a 26/28. And they're freaking expensive, so I ended up not getting anything.
Instead, I'd taken the precaution of finding out showtimes for Live Free, Die Hard out at the theaters there at the Avenues---first time I've been there---and caught the 3:35 show. OMG! OMG! I will be the first to confess a love for action movies. I don't do chick flicks, most so-called "date movies" make me GAG---but goddamn, give me something with car chases and explosions and a soundtrack that could defillibrate roadkill---and I am a happy, happy woman. This was LOVE.** It was two and a half hours of testosterone-ramped fantasia, and I want to see it again, and I WANT the DVD, NOW!
Then, I paid a visit to B and A, to meet their new addition---B has been wanting a second dog to keep RJ company, and she got one last week: an adorable, very friendly Sheltie. And I didn't realize until afterward that I'd completely forgotten to ask to see the new tatts she got for her birthday---my bad! They're having some neighbors-complaining-about-their-lawn problem too, and I recounted my tale of woe. Why can't people either either a) approach the neighbor like a civilized human being and discuss the problem, b) do something constructive like offer to help, or c) mind their own freaking business?
Anyway, it's been a really nice day. Now I need to get my ass to work on writing some pr0n.
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**Although one plot point snarked me: this was alledgedly happening on July 4th, Independence Day---hello, that's a federal holiday! Wall Street is gonna be a ghost town, and even the government bureaus are going to be running skeleton crews. I have the feeling that the date was added as an afterthought to tie in with the release date, because honestly, that should be a no-brainer.