*Living Dead Girl* Braaaaiiinnnsss

*attempts to gnaw on TeenDoc's head*
-TD: *mild static zap*-
Ow!
-TD: ^_^-
*attempts to gnaw on Victor's head instead*
-TTV: What -- hey! I know I'm a living dead magnet, but I cannot taste good.-
Honestly, no. *doesn't like the taste of hair in her mouth*
-M: What's with the zombie routine?-
Eh, feeling kinda low and worn out. Which I'm sure is partially attributable to the curse showing up.
-Jennifers, Holly, Emily: *nod sympathetically*-
Though, in a weird way, I'm glad it's here -- my body's been yelping at me all week about it, so now we can get it over with. I just better not have another night accident.
-D: You have the overnight pads now. I think you'll be all right.-
Keep your fingers crossed.
Had another fairly shitty day at work. It was busy, yet time somehow managed to drag. I have no idea how or why. Bloody annoying, though.
-VD: Good thing you didn't take in the Discworld book then -- I can just imagine you getting all frustrated because you couldn't read it.-
Yeah, I know. Things finally wound down near the end of my shift -- of course, that's when I got the call from my chronically late coworker, and guess what?
-M: O.o!! Okay, I'm Mr. Lateness, and even I think this is getting pretty damn nutty.-
I know! My boss luckily showed up before her, but -- honestly, I'm starting to wonder if I should give a "her or me" ultimatium. This is RIDICULOUS!
-VD2: Why is she always late, anyway? You think by now she'd learn to leave earlier.-
I know! I don't understand why she apparently cannot get a ride to save her life. *grrr*
-HD: *offers scones* Well, it's the weekend, and you won't have to deal with her for another week if you're lucky.-
Yeah. It just -- the other one was late on Monday, and -- well, it's ANNOYING. I'm kinda anal about getting places on time myself.
-WRM: Yeah, we've noticed how you start twitching once you get worried about being late.-
Heh. I'd be a good White Rabbit, eh? *pause* Or a lousy one, considering. "I'm early" doesn't have the same ring to it.
-WRM: *shakes head* No, it doesn't.-
-RPD: I'm surprised you didn't blow off any steam with Alice.-
Eh, not in the right mood I guess. I just KNOW I'm gonna get killed a lot in these last levels. Didn't feel like dealing with reloads.
-RPD: Fair enough. And Sims probably would have been a bigger headache under the circumstances.-
Yeah. Though maybe I'll log in as eurekasims to read some more sim_rants. The urge to spork is on me too.
-MF: New crap down at the Pit?-
When isn't there? Might be nice to take the Spork team out for another whirl.
-DW: I'm sure they'd disagree.-
Well, they'd have to suck it up. Besides, most BTTF badfic is short -- I don't make them suffer all that much.
-OD: Tell them to read some of our universes sometimes. Then they'd know what suffering is.-
-D: I don't know. Some of those fics are pretty painful. Remember "Jewelz?" Or "Carfurticus?"-
-OD: *tentacles squeak* Ugh, good point.-
At any rate, I won't be doing it tonight -- my energy levels are sapped. Plus I have other fic to hammer out, if I can.
-TD: "Boy Genius," I hope.-
And that drabbles88 idea I had. First, though, there are Computer Stupidities to reread.