What I should be doing...
I have a pile of holiday cards here I need to get out.
I have to try to phone my brothers (not this morning because they're on the west coast).
I have to balance my checking account.
I have to get a new battery for my alarm clock - it started making a funny chirping noise at the end of it's normal ring sound, this morning.
What I'm actually doing...
- Looking at porn.
I spent an hour writing a comment for
lucylou's post of a dirty picture to
indeedsir. (Yes, it's Wooster and Jeeves doing the nasty. Don't click here if you're at work or otherwise don't want to see, um, sock garters and not much other clothing.) Well, yes, I think I spent the time making comments because I care about art and artists. I was not happy when I saw how much space I'd devoted to the constructive criticism part of my response as opposed to the praise part, but I suppose if one is going to be truly constructive it requires space.
Anyway, after I was done with that I realized I wasn't going back to bed, so had my shower and made tea.
- Trying to resist reading the newest chapter of
daegaer's story at
mars_assassins until I can read it over breakfast.
- Feeling badly that
chn_breathmint is now so scared of the TSA that she's decided not to come to the U.S. (even though she wasn't going to visit me).
I feel rather bothered about that whole incident, actually. I think there's a whole lot that
strange_selkie neglected to say in the post which scared Mel, whether by purposeful or accidental ommision or because she didn't realize some of what was going on. I elaborated somewhat in a reply to
harlecerule's comment on my post of yesterday. ( for those who don't know what I'm talking about and don't want to go back and read harlecerule's and my back and forth... ) Anyway, I'm right now composing a comment for strange_selkie with the number for TSA Office of Civil Rights, because I think that whenever someone is badly treated they need to stand up and shout about it or they're leaving it for someone else to be badly treated.
Okay, now it's time for dishes and making breakfast, then I get to read
mars_assassins.:)
I have a pile of holiday cards here I need to get out.
I have to try to phone my brothers (not this morning because they're on the west coast).
I have to balance my checking account.
I have to get a new battery for my alarm clock - it started making a funny chirping noise at the end of it's normal ring sound, this morning.
What I'm actually doing...
- Looking at porn.
I spent an hour writing a comment for
Anyway, after I was done with that I realized I wasn't going back to bed, so had my shower and made tea.
- Trying to resist reading the newest chapter of
- Feeling badly that
I feel rather bothered about that whole incident, actually. I think there's a whole lot that
Okay, now it's time for dishes and making breakfast, then I get to read