Kaymyth

So, apparently my 20-year high school reunion is this Saturday. When did I find out about this? This morning, via text message from the class president. Yup. Sure makes me feel like anyone gave a flying frell as to whether I attended or not. I'm not actually all that upset; many of those people were absolutely miserable to me when I was in high school. But we all grew up, and I don't particularly feel like holding a grudge, either, so I was actually thinking of going. Except, you know, I thought I'd have more than three days' notice to make plans to attend. It's not like they should've had any trouble getting ahold of me; my mother teaches at the school for frak's sake. Mostly at this point I'm just boggling by the planning fail / rudeness of it all.

The Weird Dream Fairy came to visit this morning! So, my husband and I recently introduced ThirdGen to Supernatural and are working on getting him through the first season. Because what are friends for if not peddling fandom crack introducing them to things you enjoy? Well, going back in time like that seems to have triggered my subconscious in playing around a bit. So, my last dream before waking was me and the Winchester boys, back in the time when they had less than half a clue about what was going on. I was helping them try to find Papa Winchester, and we got a tip that the Yellow-Eyed Demon had him holed up in a house and was laying a trap for them. And Sam and Dean are all, "Crap, we know it's a trap," and I say, "Well, sure, but he doesn't know that you have me." Because I am often kick-chull in my dreams, and this was no exception. So we go in, and there's Yellow Eyes, and there's Papa Winchester who says, "No! You shouldn't have come! It's a trap!" And I say, "Yo, I got this," and trade a few clever barbs with Yellow Eyes, who clearly has no idea how much trouble he's in. Eventually we get bored with baiting each other, he tries to make an attack move, and I yank his smoky self out of his host body, trap him in a magical shield bubble between my hands, and proceed to disintegrate him, and thus short-circuit a long, long line of plans and madness that prevent most of the entire storyline of Supernatural from ever getting off the ground.

Things I Have Actually Done Today: 1) Got my Kansas driver's license. Woot! 2) Poked around online 3) Tidied the kitchen and in so doing contributed to the eventual entropic heat death of the universe.

She wanted you to eat outside while the realtor was taking pictures? What, like your food-eating might magically interfere with the camera's job? Or did she somehow think that the realtor seeing you eating might somehow infect the entire listing with the horrible stench of humanity?

"We're going into the pool, one way or another. Proper attire or not, dear Mother? Which is it to be?" Mollie has earned all the scritches.

..... F-MINUS (Seriously, if I could've been there, I'd have marched straight past your mother and gotten your suits myself, whilst singing, "Go sit in a bucket and rust!" at her to a random jaunty tune.)

Well, this is the first time I've seen you post, and I'm going to tell you right now, complete stranger to complete stranger, that your parents are full of ash. (Seriously, who DOES that to their kid?) Your mother earns a 'D' for momming today. The only reason she didn't get an 'F' is because why weren't you in the pool?

Day 1 of vacation: Went to water park and managed to get only a little bit sunburned. For a redhead, this is an ACCOMPLISHMENT. I rocked the sunscreen reapplications, yo! On the docket for Day 2: 1) Trade in my Missouri driver's license for a Kansas one 2) Organize & unpack boxes in sewing room 3) Go to Kansas City Costumers' Guild meeting

Puns are very underrated teaching tools.

They're huge swimming pools with a mechanism built in to simulate ocean waves. Most will run the wave makers for a few minutes at regular intervals. Schlitterbahn doesn't have a full wave pool - they have a wave river. It's a windy channel with a current and at one end, a giant corkscrew that sucks up water and releases it from a sluice every 8 seconds. The wave travels down the entire length of the channel, with the curves creating chaotic fluid dynamics as it goes.

Water parks are awesome. I won't go on any of the sheer drop slides, but the gentler, windy ones are great. Plus, lots of things like lazy rivers and wave pools. Six Flags is more of a rollercoaster sort of place. Rollercoasters terrify me.

Pretty much, but strictly on the water park side of things. The one we have in KC isn't as extensive as some of the others in the country because it's the newest, but it does have what is currently the tallest water slide in the world. ...it looks terrifying. I'm not going near that thing. But the other sides and stuff are great. The way they have it designed, you can get to almost anyplace in the park without ever getting out of the water.

Still better science than "Lucy". Yes I know Scarlett Johanssen is awesome but somebody needs to send that writer to science school.

I'm sure we will! I don't think we're going out of town, so I'll be on the forums plenty over the next week.

T-minus 3 1/2 hours to a week's vacation. No work! Time to finally organize my sewing room! Time to write! Time to craft! Perfect weather for Schlitterbahn!

Finished the Answering of Questions to shoot for a possible promotion at work. Will be submitting them tomorrow. You know, right before I go on vacation for a week, and thus probably won't know the outcome until I get back.

Hmmm.... Reader vs. Conan the Librarian. Go.

.... Neat! But follow Rule 1 of the Internet: Do Not Read the Comments.

OK, I am now laughing myself silly, because this nonexistent poster named "Sixthed" is now on the voting list.

This. Explains. EVERYTHING.

There is also always the option of adopting a rescue; you'd be surprised how many purebred dogs wind up in shelters. A lot of popular breeds also have dedicated breed rescues who foster and re-home dogs.

I think being out is going to affect you in ways you can't even imagine right now. A) You're an introvert in a family of extraverts. They are sucking up all of your social spoons. Once you don't have that day-in, day-out grind of constant energy-sucking, you're going to find yourself wanting to spend time with people more. I think your family's crazy passive-aggressive tendencies have scrambled your ability to read social cues. They like to say one thing and mean something totally different, which is enough to crosswire anybody's people-reading skills. You'll get better. It'll just take practice.

Chemistry - it's delicious and nutritious!

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