'Serenity'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yikes, Jesse. That's rough.
Okay, y'all, talk me down. We're throwing this show tomorrow, and I have hit the point of OMG we're not promoters why the hell did I think we could pull this off?
Tell me to just make the lists in evernote, load the station wagon, and that I have gaffer's tape so it will all be okay. I mean, I can build a plane from it if I need to.
Liese,
make the lists in evernote, load the station wagon, and you have gaffer's tape.
It will all be okay.
Really.
You can do it, Liese! Make the list! Load the wagon! Go go go! It will be fine.
Evernote is the bomb! It makes everything feel better. Go Evernote, enter Evernote.
Also gaffer (typed fagger, oops) and stuff.
Okay. Meep!
The band is high strung, so I have to get all the panicky out of my system now so I can be preternaturally calm when they arrive tomorrow. Part of it is that I can't set the venue until late tonight because it's in use. So I have all the "can't do nothin" energy rolling right now. I sold tickets! I printed signs! I reworked the lighting! I coordinated volunteers! I hauled gear! NOW WHAT?
Right. Make lists. Load. Gaffers tape.
What a mess, Jesse.
A friend's band has a 9:30 show tonight. I'm tired. I'm old. I'll get together the energy by then, but right now, I don't wanna.
Make lists. Load. Gaffers tape.
Pain killers.
Ha ha ha. Now the guy who was going to show me apartments tomorrow just called to cancel because of a family emergency. I need to just settle on moving for Jan 1, and stop looking for a while.
At least it is time for me to go get a drink now....
Rescue kitten was taken to the vet for shots and defleaing and to make a spaying appt since I was an idiot and didn't think to keep her from eating today.
My mother calls her Pumpkin. I'm refusing to call her anything.
The other cats met her. MK didn't notice (she hissed at him.) Devi got a mildly confused look on her face and went back to eating (wtf?!!) But Loki, oh poor Loki. He's fucking terrified of all 7 lbs of her. Ignoring him. He's now afraid to go into the basement. Such a fruitbat.
So is there gluten in soy sauce? I want to make a mess of bulgogi for my sister's birthday on Sunday, but one of the guests has celiac.
ION, I finally took the leap for a regular house-cleaning service. It was kind of embarrassing having the woman wander through my house and note all the dust and dog hair. Still, clean house! Yay!