JZ, I don't know when you turned into a chaos agent. I did not read the fic itself, but I read the description. It is some of the worst writing I've ever seen. Witness:
The wall he is so passionate about is to stop vampires from getting in and going out. He would kill and hunt down every last one and rid the country of the abomination.
This is my "Donald Trump vampire slayer: He'll fight to save you (Unhinged Book 1)" head-canon: Barron Trump wrote it, and "K.M. Stewart" is a shared pen name for Trump's kids, who have been very busy on their "Virus Z" book series, of which there are currently six volumes. It is, of course, a Zombie Apocalypse series, and it's a vaccine that kicks off said apocalypse. [link]
Now I need to go inject some bleach.
The only things I want to read about Twitler for the rest of my life are indictment news and obituaries.
I clicked and I’m not even sorry. That description is so badly written it lessens the awfulness of the subject matter. Wow.
Small towns! Brendon was bummed because he has been putting in mileage every day but the weather has been nasty and rainy. There is a local tiny gym in Old Forge so he called the number. They are closed, but the owner answered the phone, said he was out of town but to text him when he was there and he would let him know how to get in and use the equipment. Doesn't know him. Never been there. Guess I'll have to get a summer membership next year. Talk about goodwill.
Pixie accomplished! I feel so much lighter. Now I have a pile of headbands, barrettes, and hair elastics to find a home for.
(In other news I'm trying to make the de-DRM process for Calibre work and I can't find the old version of Kindle for Mac I need. Bah.)
I had that problem too Suela and haven’t figured out how to fix it. I was hoping the developer would make it work with a more recent version again.
Timelies all!
Went to a Pumpkin Festival at a semi-nearby orchard. Ended up with tickets for 4 pm since that’s what was available. It was kind of cold and windy, but Mr. S seemed to enjoy what he did (big slides, bounce pad, hayride and corn pit) and we ended up with a bigger pumpkin than we would have liked.
I visited with my aunt today and saw my grandma. She's so frail looking. According to my aunt she hasn't been drinking anything , although she did have some ensure while I was there. I had been hoping that Grandma would be aware I was there but she wasn't. I held her hand and my aunt and I talked some and then we went back to the living room.
I have been worried that my aunt has been so wrapped up in being a caretaker that when Grandma does die it will be hard for her to have the freedom etc. But she has plans for the "next phase" of her life and told me about her plans to renovate her place and get new furniture and to hopefully be able to travel . She was happy and upbeat about it. She wouldn't be doing this alone she has a ...special man in her life.
That's good she's prepared. I couldn't allow myself to think of my mom's death so I was a little unprepared. The guilt I felt at enjoying my sudden freedom was unexpected.
