And when I haven’t updated for a while and go to update, I tend to forget everything that’s happened since I last updated. Ooh, I Hate Everything About You just started playing. *puts it on repeat*
My mom just walked in here waving a big ol’ permanent ink marker, and now the airs smell really nice.
So the other night at work, it was on Cartoon Network or whatever, and there was Samurai Champloo and Trigun dubbed and I wanted to die. We must be near the end of a season or something, ’cause it was, like, the second-to-last episode of each. Dubbed. Fortunately, I don’t sit too near the TV’s.
ONLY WHEN I STOP TO THINK ABOUT YOU I KNOW
I have worked at midnight all this week, so I am unusually tired and my eating schedule is whacked. Lunch at 330 and dinner at 9 is odd. I kinda like the shift better, though; it’s slower, as we usually pick up at around 8 so leaving then is cool. Not that I’ve gotten much writing done at work lately. Hell, not that I’ve gotten much writing done lately at all.
Speaking of writing, I did faerytalk for, I think, eleven stories yesterday. I knew I was behind, but I didn’t realize I was that behind. Not that anyone really reads author’s notes, but it pains me not to have them there. Ah, but it is good to have access to my site again. Lovelove computer and internet access.
I dreamed the other night that Saitou and I were in the same year at Hogwart’s, and I was totally crushing on him. Hermione, who was my best friend, was trying to convince me that he liked me back, but I was not confident. Then there was something with the heads of house and some giant tree in Dumbledore’s office, and a painting on a wall, but I don’t remember it all. Possibly because it didn’t make sense at the time. Then I had some other dream I wanted to record, but I’ve forgotten it. Methinks Fiddychan was in it.
YOU HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT ME
I got my Video Game Jockey, so I can play console games on my computer monitor and will never have to buy a TV, da ha ha. Streamlined geekdom. In this way, finally beat Snowhead Temple.
All relatives are gone, as Easter has passed. They left candy.
The weather is doing its usual thing and being indecisive. This makes me indecisive also as to whether I should keep wearing my big boots to work or not.
Tony Manuel’s account finally got suspended for fraud for excessive credits. Notes indicated he has to pay us back $95.00 to get it unsuspended. I have a feeling this will not keep him from calling in and asking me whether I have a new girlfriend yet. The ethical question now is, since he is no longer a paying customer (not that he was ever much of one), am I justified in continuing to humor him?
I HATE YOU HATE I HATE YOU LOVE ME
OK, I know I had more things to say. I just can’t remember a damn one of them. I think I was going to bitch about P, but I seriously can’t remember. Oh, well. Goodness knows we don’t really need more bitching from me, heh.
WHY DO I LOVE YOU?
(I fucking love this song)
mmmm… permanent marker… … … …
Yeah….. *__*
*nodnod* *blank stare*
And now I’m imagining Sano sniffing markers.
*dies*
i might have something mildly whitty to say to that… after i pick myself up off the floor. XD
Oh, and then Saitou walks in and says, “I don’t even want to know.”
but would sano notice or is he too spaced out?
Sano would grin and say, “You should try these; they’re way the hell better than those cigarettes of yours!”
and saitou would reply “And they rot your brain faster. Seeing as you already lack much in that particular area it’s obviously not going to do much damage anyway.”
And Sano would jump up and attack him. Saitou, however, would in the same movement dodge the attack and steal the marker; then when Sano came around for another pass, Saitou would grab him and draw all over his neck!!!!!!!!!
and then take a sniff of sano’s neck for himself…
And say, “You’re right; it is better than cigarettes.”
i have nothing to say to that because i’m too absorbed in the mental image and a fit of giggles at the same time. ^_^
Well, then, I will just add that Saitou then strips Sano naked, holds him down, and draws all over him. DA HA HA HA.
it’s a good thing sano wears such revealing clothing. everyone is going to see the after effects of sniffing markers… and a number of hickeys, i should think.
Oh, and all the dirty things Saitou writes, too.
they won’t wash off for days and days and weeks, even. so saitou can revisit them often.
Especially the haiku on Sano’s inner thigh.
XD XD XD
and the dirty limerick on his backside. sano should be thankful people can not see those areas. :P
Oh, but what if he forgets, and takes a bath at the Kamiya dojo??
of course everything is all clearly legible, because not matter how much he squirmed saitou’s handwriting is perfect, even after several attempts to scrub them off.
then, somehow, kaoru sees them, screams and draws the attention of everyone…
And Yahiko points to one kanji in particular on Sano’s hip and says, “What does that mean?” at which point Kaoru grabs him by the head, her hands across his eyes, and, shrieking, drags him away.
after kenshin pulls himself off the ground from the shock of seeing sano buck-naked, he hands sano the towel he dropped when the melee started. his only comment then is “i didn’t know saitou could rhyme.”