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I know what, anyway.
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bandomsecrets post that I thought was about me was, in fact, about me, then either the person I thought did it didn't actually do it (which opens the field, whee!) or else that person has a big, hefty serving of hypocrisy coming to them.
I have to quit shopping in the men's department at Target, but if I had done that, I would not now have an Autobots tshirt, so there's always a reason not to. I also finally cracked and bought a coffee maker (we'll see if I can learn to make coffee now) and a new toaster, which is shiny steel red and is the first appliance ever to make me want to name it, simply because, well, it is shiny red steel.
I have been named an emergency contact in case anything weird, unusual, or embarrassing happens to a friend's housesitting sister. Apparently, I can't solve flooded basements, but I kick ass when ninjas show up in your home. Though apparently, if it's ninjas, I'm supposed to bring someone else with me, who is also quite competent at ninja-butt-kicking. The qualification was that my friend felt that if something really weird happened, I would be able to have an axe in hand and be there within fifteen minutes. I feel like this is an achievement that I would like immortalised on a medal, because it makes me giggle, and then I could wear that medal proudly.
"Armed and Ready To Fight Off The Weird", or something.
Beyond that? Weekend off, people. Halle-fucking-lujah.
I know what, anyway.
If the
bandomsecrets post that I thought was about me was, in fact, about me, then either the person I thought did it didn't actually do it (which opens the field, whee!) or else that person has a big, hefty serving of hypocrisy coming to them.I have to quit shopping in the men's department at Target, but if I had done that, I would not now have an Autobots tshirt, so there's always a reason not to. I also finally cracked and bought a coffee maker (we'll see if I can learn to make coffee now) and a new toaster, which is shiny steel red and is the first appliance ever to make me want to name it, simply because, well, it is shiny red steel.
I have been named an emergency contact in case anything weird, unusual, or embarrassing happens to a friend's housesitting sister. Apparently, I can't solve flooded basements, but I kick ass when ninjas show up in your home. Though apparently, if it's ninjas, I'm supposed to bring someone else with me, who is also quite competent at ninja-butt-kicking. The qualification was that my friend felt that if something really weird happened, I would be able to have an axe in hand and be there within fifteen minutes. I feel like this is an achievement that I would like immortalised on a medal, because it makes me giggle, and then I could wear that medal proudly.
"Armed and Ready To Fight Off The Weird", or something.
Beyond that? Weekend off, people. Halle-fucking-lujah.
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