Quirk of the Day: When I make chocolate milk (frequently), I fill my glass 1/3 full of store bought chocolate milk and 2/3 full of regular milk. Maybe not that odd.
Now that I think about it, that would be a sort of neat list of traits to collect to - for example - make screenplay characters more real. Hm. Anyone out there have any strange quirky shit that they do?
In other news, I make one hell of a sleezy boss. Slicked back with too much product, wedding band, gaudy gold and tigers eye pinky ring and stubble. I was going as corporate sleeze. My friend - who's a salesman and a generally good looking guy - went as more car-salesman sleeze. Naturally, he was way more convincing, especially with the toothpick.
Kicked some schooling ass tonight. Portfolio gone and done, research product gone-done-and-actually-pretty-good. Final exam tomorrow I can afford not to pass and two for one steak tomorrow. It's only Tuesday and I'm free. Just think, I was *stressed out* about this shit. Silly. >grin< Rewarding myself by getting high for the first time in a week or so, drinking some beer, and watching some (shock) buffy commentary.
Also, gave my dog a huge-covered-in-fleshy-goodness bone to keep him out of my hair. Was saving it for my next night on The Great American Genre Novel, but wanted him out of my hair while I did my stupid research proposal.
Someone said something that hit me pretty close to home today: "I need sex." I am but flesh.
Oh, I know all my journal entries are forever long. I'll forgive you if you skip over most of them.
Now that I think about it, that would be a sort of neat list of traits to collect to - for example - make screenplay characters more real. Hm. Anyone out there have any strange quirky shit that they do?
In other news, I make one hell of a sleezy boss. Slicked back with too much product, wedding band, gaudy gold and tigers eye pinky ring and stubble. I was going as corporate sleeze. My friend - who's a salesman and a generally good looking guy - went as more car-salesman sleeze. Naturally, he was way more convincing, especially with the toothpick.
Kicked some schooling ass tonight. Portfolio gone and done, research product gone-done-and-actually-pretty-good. Final exam tomorrow I can afford not to pass and two for one steak tomorrow. It's only Tuesday and I'm free. Just think, I was *stressed out* about this shit. Silly. >grin< Rewarding myself by getting high for the first time in a week or so, drinking some beer, and watching some (shock) buffy commentary.
Also, gave my dog a huge-covered-in-fleshy-goodness bone to keep him out of my hair. Was saving it for my next night on The Great American Genre Novel, but wanted him out of my hair while I did my stupid research proposal.
Someone said something that hit me pretty close to home today: "I need sex." I am but flesh.
Oh, I know all my journal entries are forever long. I'll forgive you if you skip over most of them.
And as for a quirk... hmm... I think I've mentioned this before, but I have to physically check to make sure the gas pump is not connected to my gas tank before I drive out of a gas station. And then I have to look in my sideview mirror once I'm in my car, and as I'm pulling away. I have no idea *why* I'm so paranoid, but I am.