*clears throat*

[redbrunja]

So, I posted this weekend, and then accidentally put my post under private. It's now friends-locked here.

And after all that happened, I went to Cassis on Friday, which was fabulous - Cassis looks like every little Mediterranean town you see in the movies, and I spent the day lying on the beach reading.

It was beyond heavenly.

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[pzb.livejournal.com]

*snort* Maybe that's my problem with Jim. Maybe I pop him too much. XD

I was lucky enough to never have to share a room prior to marriage. (Now I share a bed and discovered this morning, as I lay awake, part of my sleeping issue - I seem to get kneed in the back quite a bit.) But I did have to share communal space, and dear god....I stayed in my room most of the time. They could not/would not keep it clean. And I finally got to the point that I refused to do it for them, just so they could turn around and trash it an hour later.

I know being in the same bedroom is a different story, but dear god, I would have gone postal by now.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

*racks shotgun*

Who says I haven't? Your roomates sound horrific, by the way.

And I have no idea what to say about the sleeping in the same bed thing - but that line about getting kneed in the back cracked me up. Poor baby.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

*snort*

Yeah, it wasn't like it was terribly painful, or even enough to wake me up...but it was enough to keep me awake as I was already thoroughly irritated that it was 4 in the morning and I couldn't get back to sleep.

Yay! Doctor's appointment in 2 hours!

Course, this means I likely won't get back to sleep....oh well.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I hope they give your marvolous drugs that work wonders.

But, I'm here. Who needs sleep?

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Hee, this is true. You going to be around a while?

(Still no clue what your class schedule is like, though I suppose it's 5 over there, so you wouldn't have class anymore today would you?)

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I have another fourty minutes before I get kicked out of the computer lab.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Well, I'll be here then. Especially now. I'm not getting back in bed where Tessa can stick her face in mine.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I would think not.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

DAMMIT.

I put the dog out for a few in hopes that she'd stop whining for a bit.

I finally have to go outside and call her to get her to come back and her face is covered in mud and cat shit. (And we just gave her a bath yesterday too.)

This really isn't my day.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Oh god poor baby.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Yeah....I can't smell much, but I can smell the cat shit.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Lovely.

Because god forbid 'sick' come with any advantages

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Yeah.....can't say that it does.

Although, having Jim clean the kitchen for the most part (with the exception of the other counter and the table, though the table is mostly my shit anyway) might be construed as an advantage. XD

Even if I do feel a little guilty that I couldn't help...

Farmboy, brush my horse. Farmboy, polish my saddle.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Nice.

And I wouldn't have felt guilty at all. Suprise, suprise.

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[pzb.livejournal.com]

LOL, I know I shouldn't have because 9 times out of 10, I'm the one doing it anyway.

But something about sitting useless on the couch makes me feel guilty that I can't do shit.

Whether or not I should.

Course, I guess I'll call it payback when he kept kneeing me in the back last night.

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[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Wait until he's done cleaning AND has brought you hot soup on the couch. Then call it even.

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[pzb.livejournal.com]

Ha, no I did the soup myself.

Dammit, where's Hakkai when you need him?

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[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I don't know, but I called dibs a long, long time ago.

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[pzb.livejournal.com]

Hey, I thought we were sharing? XD

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[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

*sigh*

Oh all right. But I get first go.

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[pzb.livejournal.com]

Fair enough. :D

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[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you agree. (Because I could totally take you. Especially now, that you're practically asmatic, and I have 2 months of suppressed rage on my side.)

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[pzb.livejournal.com]

Just because this was the first comment I saw in my inbox...

If you happen to be on again today in the next hour, I'm home sick again (Upper respiratory infection. Joy.) So I'll be up working on EL.

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[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Poor baby! That sucks so hard.

But yay! On EL.

And I'll be one for another 45 minutes. And am supposed to be having a back and forth via e-mail with my mother, only she vanished right after she send me an e-mail saying she didn't have to rush off to work. *grumbles*

And did I mention that I'm sick as well? Yep, sore throat, and that nice, nice full -head sinus pressure headach.

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[pzb.livejournal.com]

Oh lord, you too, huh? It's certainly going around.

Actually, I was tempted to send you an email....I wrote that scene we discussed a couple weeks ago, where Kou figures it out. Very Dresden inspired, but I'm really happy with it, especially for the first pounding out.

Now if only the rest of it would write so easily and well.... *sigh*