A mind is a terrible thing to waste
Oct. 18th, 2005 07:35 pmAlthough, it can be a good thing when the memory cells give up. Because then you get lovely surprise "it shipped" reminders!
I'd pre-ordered a UK series called "Hex" (on a rec from my BIL) - moons ago. It shipped yesterday. I'd utterly forgotten.
My week is flying by - in a too busy to think way. I'm off to the land o'where I went to college on Friday - my plan to San Antonio leaves at 7:00 a.m.
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alg, I am not off to the wilds of Canada to stalk Callum, but will be signing at 2 events - my alumni event on Saturday a.m. and at Remember the Alibi in the afternoon, in the charming company of Marcia Talley and Kate Charles.
At least there will be Mexican food, if I can't stalk CKR. ::g::
I get back late on Sunday night, and on Monday a.m., D is taking me to outpatient surgery, wherein I will emerge triumphant - or so I hope.
I am blaming all the stupid people tricks of the past 2 days on the full moon. I've just decided to ride the wave of WTF and hope this week ends on a good note.
Very funny/strange/humorous small world incident: Over the weekend, I'd succumbed to the cold and spent Saturday watching SG1 episodes from Season 1 (lent to me bybheerfan, thank you kindly). I'm skipping over some, then decide to watch one where blue crystal Jack goes back to SGC and looks up ex-wife and we find out about dead son.
Who should be playing ex-Mrs. O'Neill, but my buddy in crime writing, Harley Jane Kozak. Now, admittedly, I had no freakin' clue who she was when I first met her, because I'm not a soap opera watcher (or haven't been since college).
So I write Harley an amusing email, telling her of the coincidence. I get an answer back today - seems she was at child's school meeting thing, and was sitting next to a guy that looked familiar. She asks: "Do I know you?" He laughs - and tells her she used to be his wife. It was RDA.
Too freakishly funny. I think the universe's funny bone was tickled over the past week.
On that note, I'm going back to making sure I have my necessities packed because I am anal that way.
I'd pre-ordered a UK series called "Hex" (on a rec from my BIL) - moons ago. It shipped yesterday. I'd utterly forgotten.
My week is flying by - in a too busy to think way. I'm off to the land o'where I went to college on Friday - my plan to San Antonio leaves at 7:00 a.m.
Unlike
alg, I am not off to the wilds of Canada to stalk Callum, but will be signing at 2 events - my alumni event on Saturday a.m. and at Remember the Alibi in the afternoon, in the charming company of Marcia Talley and Kate Charles.At least there will be Mexican food, if I can't stalk CKR. ::g::
I get back late on Sunday night, and on Monday a.m., D is taking me to outpatient surgery, wherein I will emerge triumphant - or so I hope.
I am blaming all the stupid people tricks of the past 2 days on the full moon. I've just decided to ride the wave of WTF and hope this week ends on a good note.
Very funny/strange/humorous small world incident: Over the weekend, I'd succumbed to the cold and spent Saturday watching SG1 episodes from Season 1 (lent to me by
bheerfan, thank you kindly). I'm skipping over some, then decide to watch one where blue crystal Jack goes back to SGC and looks up ex-wife and we find out about dead son.Who should be playing ex-Mrs. O'Neill, but my buddy in crime writing, Harley Jane Kozak. Now, admittedly, I had no freakin' clue who she was when I first met her, because I'm not a soap opera watcher (or haven't been since college).
So I write Harley an amusing email, telling her of the coincidence. I get an answer back today - seems she was at child's school meeting thing, and was sitting next to a guy that looked familiar. She asks: "Do I know you?" He laughs - and tells her she used to be his wife. It was RDA.
Too freakishly funny. I think the universe's funny bone was tickled over the past week.
On that note, I'm going back to making sure I have my necessities packed because I am anal that way.
