Mayhap lassitude? I thought this was brand new funk brought on by the combination of shagged out from Too Much Fun, work-angst, fic-woes and holiday blahs. Then
adis723 informed me that I went through the exact same thing this time last yeah. Meh. Great. I'm canabalizing my own lameness.
Suck to the degree that I missed one of my BFF LJ's birthdays. Actually, I missed calculated - I must have been using an ancient Dutrovic calendar and not the one with the gamboling dachshunds on it that's - you know - right next to my desk.
adis723's birthday was Dec 2, not Dec 10 which I had set as my official, hardline deadline to post the last chapter of "Sunday Morning Coming Down" in honor of my beta and #1 SMCD fan's b-day. Since I fucked up, that just means I don't have to deadline SMCD. So I bought her a season of Queer as Folk to make up for it. Does it make up? Dunno - her favorite episode now on DVD whenever she wants it as opposed to holding Netflix's copy hostage? Sounds good to me. Better than the porny, scratcing-kink, evil!Spike, fanon!Xander S/X I wrote for her last year.
spikendru has been very ill lately - so my thoughts are with her and her family.
I had a great weekend with
uberaeryn and
caoilainn (and of course
elcazavampiros.) I enjoyed the Keith Urban concert, even thought I'm not a *huge* fan (I'm old school, Waylon country) but hey - free tickets and kick ass hotel rooms with mini-bar and mini booze bottles (and yes, I did the It's like, "Here's what a bottle of Jack would look like if you actually had one," or, "here's a drink, but it's very far away." thing.)
During the concert, I wrote an post in my head, in fic form, with
uberaeryn as Buffy, me as Dawn and
caoilainn as Willow, describing their adventures at the concert. It seemed HILARIOUS at the time. And I was sober! Yeah. Let's just say that the fic didn't get written.
I was Sadly Sober Sue (which Caza brilliantly said should be sitcom staring Brooke Shields) all weekend - which was fine, because it gave me more drunk, that is to say, people watching time. Best moment:
Uberaeryn: (in taxi on the way to concert) It's a cold sumbitch! (to driver) Have you lived here long? Five years? Where are you from?
Driver: Kenya.
Sue: (thinks) Damn! I should have signed up for that Africaxander fic-a-thon - there's a source!
Uberaeryn: Kenya! Shit - you're probably freezing. So, yeah, we're going to the Kemper Arena...KEITH URBAN. (Driver - polite smile.) You'll have to tell me what a good tip is...I mean, you could tell me $20 and I'd think that was okay...hey, is this Warren G? (to Caoilainn) So now you know...how I am on LJ? All spazz and brain dump? Just like I am in life.
Sue: (from where she has been quietly humming along with Warren G and thinking about Africa-Xander) And my RL response to it? Just like my LJ one.
Uberaeryn: Yeah - embarrassed silence.
Le joyeaux sigh. But, as always after the anticipation of a visit and the excitement of new friends and road trips, I crash. That is to say - I play so hard I get tired and bitchy. Or, as my Mom used to say after every one of my slumber parties, I act like a "shit-ass." You don't get more Oklahoma than "shit-ass," y'all. So Caza's been dealing with the shit-ass. The shit-assity should fade just in time for
ladycat777's visit (week of Christmas *and* Hannukah) so that I can way enjoy it, crash, and be a shit-ass just in time for New Year's. Rock!
So I'm bitchy. I have fic to write, fic to read (although, if you will notice, I made an effort last night to catch up on everyone. I tried! I tried!) One of my fave's was
bdbdb's "Make up a Memory" meme. That was fun...I borrowed slightly from Merle Haggard's "My Favorite Memory."
I still have fic to fb from
reremouse,
savoytruffle,
tabaqui,
karabair...okay, lots of you. But I will get there! Oh, and
elcazavampiros updated Anya's Story - 12. God, his Anya voice kills me. And his smutlet wasn't bad, either. If fact, it...okay. No one wants to hear about that.
As well as finish the end of semester crap at work, answer calls from students who want to get into nursing school, didn't get into nursing school (those are fun), send Christmas cards, finish Christmas shopping (online shopping rocks!) make Christmas cookies & candy with Caza and try to get the heck over myself.
Maybe by the time Caza and I are dipping pretzels and 'Nilla wafers into almond bark to make Rudolph Cookies I'll be over my own personal attack on Christmas? I think it's just my own family sitch (or lack thereof) and my Jesus conflict of the past year or so that's causing my ho-ho-ho to hum-hum-hum. Since I'm not that big into the whole presents aspect of the holidays and I'm limited to the family thing being Caza (and occasionally
uberaeryn when she can escape her own) it's just kind of...well, my tree's pretty!!! Okay, I'm getting to see one of my BF LJ's for Christmas (and possibly Stoney, too!) so I'm gonna shut the fuck and have a holly jolly one, okay?
However - my deep bitterness over FOX's handling of "Kitchen Confidential" (not to mention "Arrested Development") has made me too pissy to make a "SQUEE!!" post about the fantastic ep last night on
nolita_nights. The fact that it was so good - oh, holy God Michael Vartan and the Frenchness and the constant touching of Bradley Cooper! And then Nick shoving bread in the guys' mouth's - God. I can't even think about it. It burns! It burns!
I so need a holiday icon. The monkey's red suit in this icon really doesn't count. Anyone know of holiday icon posts?
And, again, sorry that this post was dripping in self-loathing and general holiday malaise. Er...love you guys! *g*
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Suck to the degree that I missed one of my BFF LJ's birthdays. Actually, I missed calculated - I must have been using an ancient Dutrovic calendar and not the one with the gamboling dachshunds on it that's - you know - right next to my desk.
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I had a great weekend with
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During the concert, I wrote an post in my head, in fic form, with
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I was Sadly Sober Sue (which Caza brilliantly said should be sitcom staring Brooke Shields) all weekend - which was fine, because it gave me more drunk, that is to say, people watching time. Best moment:
Uberaeryn: (in taxi on the way to concert) It's a cold sumbitch! (to driver) Have you lived here long? Five years? Where are you from?
Driver: Kenya.
Sue: (thinks) Damn! I should have signed up for that Africaxander fic-a-thon - there's a source!
Uberaeryn: Kenya! Shit - you're probably freezing. So, yeah, we're going to the Kemper Arena...KEITH URBAN. (Driver - polite smile.) You'll have to tell me what a good tip is...I mean, you could tell me $20 and I'd think that was okay...hey, is this Warren G? (to Caoilainn) So now you know...how I am on LJ? All spazz and brain dump? Just like I am in life.
Sue: (from where she has been quietly humming along with Warren G and thinking about Africa-Xander) And my RL response to it? Just like my LJ one.
Uberaeryn: Yeah - embarrassed silence.
Le joyeaux sigh. But, as always after the anticipation of a visit and the excitement of new friends and road trips, I crash. That is to say - I play so hard I get tired and bitchy. Or, as my Mom used to say after every one of my slumber parties, I act like a "shit-ass." You don't get more Oklahoma than "shit-ass," y'all. So Caza's been dealing with the shit-ass. The shit-assity should fade just in time for
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So I'm bitchy. I have fic to write, fic to read (although, if you will notice, I made an effort last night to catch up on everyone. I tried! I tried!) One of my fave's was
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I still have fic to fb from
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As well as finish the end of semester crap at work, answer calls from students who want to get into nursing school, didn't get into nursing school (those are fun), send Christmas cards, finish Christmas shopping (online shopping rocks!) make Christmas cookies & candy with Caza and try to get the heck over myself.
Maybe by the time Caza and I are dipping pretzels and 'Nilla wafers into almond bark to make Rudolph Cookies I'll be over my own personal attack on Christmas? I think it's just my own family sitch (or lack thereof) and my Jesus conflict of the past year or so that's causing my ho-ho-ho to hum-hum-hum. Since I'm not that big into the whole presents aspect of the holidays and I'm limited to the family thing being Caza (and occasionally
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However - my deep bitterness over FOX's handling of "Kitchen Confidential" (not to mention "Arrested Development") has made me too pissy to make a "SQUEE!!" post about the fantastic ep last night on
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I so need a holiday icon. The monkey's red suit in this icon really doesn't count. Anyone know of holiday icon posts?
And, again, sorry that this post was dripping in self-loathing and general holiday malaise. Er...love you guys! *g*
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:30 pm (UTC)From:feel better! ennui sucks!
Vartan is a doll-baby isn't he?
i am not sure what your right email address is anymore -- so I just sent a message to the work email. i think i have an idea but wanted to bounce it off you (is re: Groo & Cordy's trip to mexico and, unlike me, you've been!)
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:49 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-12-06 05:31 pm (UTC)From:am partial to this icon. from "The Ref"; is shareable. otherwise, i don't know, as I am the least festive person alive! (hence "The Ref" being my favorite holiday movie)
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:50 pm (UTC)From:I'm still on the look-out...
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:35 pm (UTC)From:I've spent ten days in a row now attempting to get Spike and Drusilla out of Oregon before sunrise, and all I've got to show for it is the paint worn off the delete key on my almost new keyboard. There's a reason for self-loathing.
Julia, it's also the time I try and fail to get Franklin to contact the OKC relatives and say Merry Christmas for the 24th December running
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:13 pm (UTC)From:The G is almost faded off of my keyboard. Hmm. Giles? G-string? GNOMES??? The possibilities are endless...I'm terrible at relative contact. I should be writing my *gag* Christmas letter, but "Dear Family - Wrote vampire porn - did well! The dogs are fine." Love, Eddie & Sue doesn't quite have the ring...
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:39 pm (UTC)From:malaise is quite an easy thing during the holidays.
last night's KC was so good. and it made me so sad. when jim was covered in a blanket in jack's office i was thinking about all the lovely fic that could come from this show. but it probably won't because fox is an evil sucking thing. *is sad*
also, you get a visit from
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:23 pm (UTC)From:Yep - whole three days (I think) with
*snuggles close, angles head for braiding access*
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:40 pm (UTC)From:The holidays can get you down even if you aren't coming down from an Uberaeryn-Caoilainn-Keith Urban high. All the running around with errands, shopping, pressure to do this, be here and there... It's enough to drive anyone round the bend.
I do love Christmas, just wish it could be toned down a little bit.
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:29 pm (UTC)From:I hear tell in New York City, you can have delivered any type of food you want...not so here. Pizza only and...yeah. Starving.
I wish Christmas could be toned down, too. After all the candy making, card sending and small amount of present buying we do, we typically spend Christmas day staring at each other until we find a movie to watch or you know...have naughty elf fun. Or play risque reindeer games. Ahem. But...you know...that's *every* day.
I'll have Christmakah when Ladycat gets here - I'm cooking her a traditional Oklahoma Christmas dinner, and she doesn't know it yet - but she's contributing a Hannukah dish. Hee! Holiday food. Best part for me. Have I ever given you my cheeseball recipe? 'Cause...yum.
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Date: 2005-12-06 07:16 pm (UTC)From:*blushes*
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Date: 2005-12-08 03:43 pm (UTC)From:Yay! It's easier, but oh, so tasty...
Date: 2005-12-08 07:21 pm (UTC)From:1 package (8 ounces) light cream cheese, softened
2 TBS minced parsley
1 tsp Lea & Perrins Worcestershire
1 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 cup Minced onion
1 cup chopped pecans
More parsley
In a bowl, blend cream and cheddar cheeses. Add onion, parsley. Lea & Perrins, and salt; blend well. Shape into a ball. Roll in pecans; roll again in chopped parsley. Chill and serve with assorted crackers, if desired.
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:56 pm (UTC)From:Also I heart you.
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:31 pm (UTC)From:Hearts you like OMG so hard.
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Date: 2005-12-06 07:00 pm (UTC)From:Does it mean I have to write fic? Because I can't. OMG Supernatural.
Although, if I angst, I always default to Spangel. Isn't that wierd? Maybe it's just because it's not Spander, and I can't bring myself to hurt Xander and Spike when they've been hurt so much already. But Spangel loves the pain, so.
I dunno. I can't think. I am a WRITING DYNAMO right now. The words, they POUR, and then sometimes they make sense. I LOVE YOU SUE!
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Date: 2005-12-06 09:31 pm (UTC)From:And - omg - I just remembered you have a fic I haven't read yet!!!
Spangel - bringin' the pain, bringin' the noise.
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Date: 2005-12-06 09:46 pm (UTC)From:Oh, Spangel. Seriously - I was moody and bitchy and had general malaise, and I wrote them and they grumped and snarled for me and I felt much better. Oh, I love them.
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:10 pm (UTC)From:http://www.livejournal.com/users/twistedswanton/310441.html
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:31 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-12-06 06:13 pm (UTC)From:I, too, have shared in the malaise (or, mayonaise as Anne noted.) Salad dressing for them's up north. I started putting up my tree and listening to Mr. Hankey's Christmas followed by my dad's choir singing traditional Russian hymns (it's a system I have) and FINALLY got into a good place.
I highly recommend it. You should check out my friend
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:40 pm (UTC)From:Yay! Decorated? Mantle, too? Mr. Hankey!!! "Swiss Colony Beef Log" is still my favorite song ever - after "O Holy Night" (the Mahalia Jackson version, not just the Cartman one.)
Wish we could make fudge together...you could fudge...I could Rudolph Cookie...mmm...of course, the non-diet is just adding to my malaise, but hey...I grabbed this icon, but your friend's were pretty, too!
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:22 pm (UTC)From:I know the feeling of having a fun party-time, bonding-time, hanging-out-and-making-memories time and then....crash!burn!
*pet pet pet pet pet pet*
*pet pet pet pet pet pet*
*pet pet pet pet pet pet*
*pet pet pet pet pet pet*
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:43 pm (UTC)From:Do you think you'll make Writercon? 'Cause I'd love to finally meet you...and the irony of us living so close and meeting in Atlanta is fun...
*accepts pets gratefully, needs to write angry fic to purge*
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:47 pm (UTC)From:You should have come on over for tattoos!
That would have been so fun.
:)
I dunno - i want want want to do Writercon *so much*.
Money is my big stumbling block, so we will see.
*crosses fingers and toes*
Fic! Okay!
*ahem*
*really, i'm not taking advantage of your ennui to get fic*
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:27 pm (UTC)From:Then instead of everybody being all cheery everyone is shouting Omigawd they killed Kenny and then cannabalizing body parts. Much fun!
I left a review on "Rodeo" which lj may or may not have sent you. I just wanted to let you know how you're converting a serious angsty writey person into "omigawd cowboys all human shiny spurs smut, maybe this season kilts" (but that's
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:49 pm (UTC)From:I want that cookie cutter!!! I wonder if it's online? (You can find anything online - I found a mooning gnome that totally looked a hot and ready for it gnome for Entre - to my surprise, she wasn't eager to put it in her yard. Well, that and the fact that she lives in NYC and doesn't have a yard, but still...)
I got your fb for Rodeo! I squealed! I replied! LJ didn't send you my comment! It was here. Mwah! Pass some Kenny parts, please.
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Date: 2005-12-06 09:16 pm (UTC)From:The cookie cutter is old, probably about 30 years old. I'll try to find it though. And try to post pictures of the Kenny cookies. And omg, gnome/Entre = new OTP (sorry Angel-in-a-kilt/sheep. You're so last week.)
And stupid lj. I checked back a couple times because I wanted to make sure you got it and then I just assumed you didn't.
Kenny parts? The head always tastes the best. *ba-dum-ching*
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Date: 2005-12-06 09:29 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-12-06 06:50 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-12-06 06:50 pm (UTC)From:Also eeeeeeeeeepppp! I totally forgot Vinnie's B-Day! My Semagic did not alert me! Semagic is a hOr!
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Date: 2005-12-06 07:24 pm (UTC)From:I missed her b-day, too!!! My fault, though, for thinking I knew it...
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Date: 2005-12-06 07:29 pm (UTC)From:Yeah, I'm a regular ball of sunshine.
*smoochies*
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Date: 2005-12-06 08:51 pm (UTC)From:Here's hoping we can both will not allow our respective school snarling to interfere with out ability to do good banter. I'm paraphrasing Steel Magnolias there. I know. It's versatility amazes me, too.
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Date: 2005-12-06 07:51 pm (UTC)From:I pet you and hug you and totally don't grope you. Because that would be wrong.
*dances crazy for you*
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Date: 2005-12-06 08:53 pm (UTC)From:It would be so wrong. Wrong like a fox! (I think I'm ripping you off there - I could be, you know, wrong....)
*claps and tosses chocolate coins and candy cigarettes at your dancing*
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Date: 2005-12-06 08:42 pm (UTC)From:You were here in KC???!!!! and you didn't TELL me? Here? Right here? And you didn't TELL me????
*weeps*
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Date: 2005-12-06 08:56 pm (UTC)From:Nooooooooo! Dude - you have no idea how disappointed I am right now....I spent Friday morning at the Westin, wandering around with coffee all by myself!! We could have hung-out! Dammit! But you're going to Writercon...right?
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Date: 2005-12-06 09:00 pm (UTC)From:So sad.
I'm up in Leavenworth, about 30 miles N of KC, but babe, I go there all the time.
And yes, I am planning on volunteering and attending WriterCon!
*hugshugshugs*
So sorry I missed you ... and the super!sekrit handshake thingy.
:)
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Date: 2005-12-06 09:16 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-12-06 09:12 pm (UTC)From::::enables you::::
:::is bad bad LJ friend:::
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Date: 2005-12-06 09:21 pm (UTC)From:I did the wacky card thing last year - it was a lot of work. Worth it, though. Enable me! Enable me!
You totally need this for your parents' nativity this year: moo
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Date: 2005-12-06 09:37 pm (UTC)From: