never trust a monkey

so, i am thinking of moving back to LJ for all my personal blah blah blah cakes. i feel like everyone i used to interact with over here is gone, and so the people i *am* interacting with are making a special trip to IJ for me. which i very much appreciate, but which feels less necessary than it did before. it'd be easier to interact on LJ, since of course anonyfolks here don't get comment notifications, and also, i'd be able to lock everything right from the start.

i think now that i have DW for fannishness, with it all its niftyness like maintaining lj cuts in rss feeds, i have less of a need for this space.

(sadly, since i joined tumblr & twitter this fall, this would not actually cut down on the number of internet boxes i have placed myself in. but, those two are new pieces, really, not losing content somewhere else.)

i am really grumpy that i have to figure out a new goddamned website just to post my yuletide story. especially since i didn't get an invitation til today, the story is due monday, and i basically only have internet at work. which is insane. in.sane.

grump grump grump.

(the story's okay. it's half written, and that half is, like, all dialogue, so i am not actually worried about it at all. except about it getting betaed.)

my parents told me about the baby... in the Annual Christmas Letter to "family and friends".

baby due, by the way, at the end of april. yes, the wedding was in mid-july, thanks for asking.

ugh. family stuff is so ridiculous. this is also a letter which gave the impression that a) when i went to spokane in february i did more than just have dinner with my parents and b) that i wasn't at my grandmother's funeral at all. and it arrives on the same day as an email from mom thanking me for being so good at the store when i was little. i mean. what?

fuck this. go back an entry and talk to me about the sing off ;)

so i've been sick for two days, and i still *am* sick but i had to come back to work because, you know, the holidays, and just as a flavor of how today is going, about an hour ago i said to my boss: "well, you know, it's after 10, so it's happy hour *somewhere*", but...

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE SING-0FF?

please tell me someone else was watching it. I AM FULL OF OPINIONS. who should win? how awesome is it that the sweet ads stayed in so long? how much did that last tag on the beach boys medley make your toes curl? how lesbionic was that blonde in the mormon choir? how much more do we now love ben folds?

discuss.

in other news that i keep forgetting to post here, apparently my brother's wife is pregnant, due "in the spring". i found out from my aunt, who assumed i knew already and was looking for more information. which clearly i did not have. she apologized to me for my family. heh.

i am now taking bets on when someone closer to the blessed event will feel compelled to tell me. in between email forwards, of course. at work we decided that i have a greater obligation to knit for my coworker's impending niece or nephew, because i was the fourth person who found out about *that* baby. i've seen ultrasound pictures! i know how much she's dilated, for heaven's sake!

i suspect i will be informed about this one when there is a job involved. perhaps shower related. i am choosing to find it hilarious.