I had a dream... it was really messed up, George W Bush was with Ando and Hiro on the edge of some lake and he... like sucked out Ando's memory and killed him? And then there was an epic battle, and Hiro really kicked W's ass, and Ando was magically better, and he was all "omg, Hiro, dying sucked... you should know ilu" and Hiro was all "...kyaa? ilu 2 Ando-kun."

And W was stumbling around all brainless and walked into the lake and drowned.

the end.

xD


No but seriously, Ando died and I was really really upset because... I thought it was an episode or something? I don't want Ando to die ever. ♥

I am going to have breakfast with an episode of Supernatural, and then... go ring bells I guess, ew.

Standing the kettle was not so bad, really. I got a little bit of rage for the people who ignored me completely... I'm not saying "good morning" or "have a nice day" to get you to give me money, dickwads, I'm just being nice. I also discovered that black people almost never ignored my greeting, and more white middle-aged women did than any other group.

Also, a lot of little kids stared at me. xD I like that. I wave at them and make faces. One little girl couldn't have been more than two... on the way in she said "Why you ring that bell?" but her mom didn't pause... and then on the way out, she said "Why you do that?" xD N'aww. I also got to explain to a seven-or-so year old why he put money in the pot. It's really simple: every bit of the money we get goes toward some sort of aid for people, either stocking the food shelf, rent assistance or help with bills, all that good stuff. Then the boy told me he wanted to help build houses for people without them when he grew up. Bless!

The nicest thing happened around noon. Some guy was waiting for a cab, smoking a cigarette, and I asked if I could buy one from him for 50 cents. He was like "No, no, here!" and gave me five. THEN, he walked over and asked how long I was there. I told him until 1... and he gave me the whole rest of the pack. Which was practically full. I was all, "omg no, I can't take this!" and he insisted. I was astonished. I thanked him a whole bunch of times... it was nice having someone be nice to me after 15 straight minutes of being ignored. That guy made my day, not because of the smokes, but because of his kindness. ♥

Dennis and Church got here at 8:30... they'd been driving since 2:30. In the morning. With both of Dennis's pit bulls in the backseat. Boys be crazy, yo. I'm not sure if they brought any of my stuff like I asked... but they're asleep, so I'm not bothered about it yet.

I believe I am also going to sleep. Naps &hearts

wtf, self?

Linderman fic? Really?

I am just... writing things I never thought I would, these days. It's confusing. I'm having a writer's identity crisis! It's like a sexuality crisis, but with even more factors to get your head in a mess...

Unrelatedly, I really, really want an Almond Joy right now. Huh.


eta: this is only amusing if you've read the Heroes graphic novels, but one of my captcha words was "Austin" xD xD xD Oh life, you are funny sometimes.

( why Zachary Quinto will do just fine replacing Leonard Nimoy as Spock )


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