Funk? Snit? Malaise? Ennui?

[crazydiamondsue]

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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[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

We DVR'd it and then watched...I was laugh/crying and the entire time thinking, "Dammit!!!" Bastards! And Mimi got to be cute! Can't wait for you to see...I wish I was a Nielsen household. I know almost everyone in Oklahoma, and I know no Nielsen people. Fishy.

I missed her b-day, too!!! My fault, though, for thinking I knew it...