That sucks.

I'm starting to think I'll still be here at 6am tomorrow. People! Finish arguing about picky shit so I can submit this project and get to the bar.

Someone at work just gave me a mango cookie because I'm a mango fan.

Uh, I don't remember mentioning that.

It was tasty though. Better than the raspberry faker smoothie.

What are people doing this weekend?

Who are you, and why are you asking that question?

Me, I'm going into the ER a night early, because I have to work Sunday at 6 am. Sunday afternoon I hope to visit Colin, and that's all I have planned.

I'm going to stick with Batman, since I don't know who those people are. ::sniff::

Bane will be played by Tom Hardy in the new movie, FWIW.

Entertaining in-Laws tonight who are staying at our house. Tomorrow, more entertaining, then drive to free hotel room near the beach with doggies. From there, off to going-away party for niece, husband and their baby.

Yes, since they have a baby and they have no money, they decided they would move to Boulder, Colorado. Why? They have a friend there and all three will crash with him until the high school dropout husband can find a job to support all three of them. The irresponsibility, it burns.

I've been handling onerous tasks these last few days.

Tomorrow, it continues.

At 9 tomorrow, I'm having breakfast with a neighbor, whose husband did me a serious solid earlier this year, to deliver some bad news.

The husband made a huge mistake in buying a purebred Bloodhound for their family.

The dog is much, MUCH too much for them and I cannot magically train it for them. Their house will be coated in drool for the next 8-10 years. They will never be able to let the dog off her leash unless in an iron-clad fenced area. The dog is unlikely to be good with neighborhood dogs and when she reaches her predicted 125lbs, she will be unmanageable by the mom or pre-teen daughter.

I feel for them. I sincerely do. But this is what impulse buying (expensive!), before researching will get you.

I will be writing this weekend, and then writing some more, topped off with writing. But if the book is done on Tuesday, it will all be worth it. All I know is, S. better amuse the kids and keep me supplied with iced tea.

Bane will be played by Tom Hardy in the new movie, FWIW.

Ooh. Clearly I need some educating.

I know where to hunker down in my house for a tornado, but I don't know where to hide from a tree falling down. We're in a high wind thunderstorm and the dog is clinging to my leg.

I will be celebrating my gayness this weekend at Pride! Dancing tonight as usual, though if I get up and going soon, might stop by "Prom Dress Rugby", and if I feel like staying awake late, might hit up the dyke bar beer garden (with wet t-shirt contest!). Tomorrow, festival in the 'hood and "Hot Flash" (a dance for the older ladies), and then Sunday the parade!

OMG, I explained aromanticism to my mother this week. Happy birthday, mum! Or, rather, I didn't explain it, I just mentioned the term. And she went "Is that what you think you are?" I then tried to explain the hegemony of straight cis-dom, and she stopped me to ask what cis meant (she missed not a beat with "the opposite of trans"--it saves time having a molecular biologist as a mother sometimes, but not often) and she shrugged and it didn't bother her one bit or dissuade her from her goal to see me partnered or enbabied. She just doesn't care.

My eldest just sent me a short story he wrote. I think it might be decent, too.

That's pretty cool.

The irresponsibility, it burns.

Yes. Yes, it does. I was going to type more but that sums it up too perfectly.

and she shrugged and it didn't bother her one bit or dissuade her from her goal to see me partnered or enbabied. She just doesn't care.

The mom wants what the mom wants?