oh damn

dfjkslkdjf. have exhausted my brain power by replying to real life e-mails and arguing with alexmalfoy intermittently. is this a kerfluffle? i don't really know the definition... and if it is, what the hell am i doing? i'm supposed to stay out of kerfluffles. it's my mo. oh well. sometimes, people say things that i just can't let slip by. and if straight slashers feel like they can't challenge gay on gay homophobia, well, i'll put on my 'lesbian' sticker and step up to the plate. yup.

eugh. it's makes me feel all weird and shaky though. expressing my opinions in such a public way always has. the little fluttery jitters that come with raising my hand in class. they're going on right now. mostly i think because i don't like making people mad. or alienating people etc etc. why, i don't really know. get me in the right mood, and i'd piss people off just for fun. i guess it's just too close to home. the topic here, that is.

i have all kinds of important shit to do. bleh. i think i absolutely need me some h/d to put me in a better mental place before i go on with my day. perhaps it is time to read fearlessdiva dracofic i've been hearing such good things about...

distracted by draco. heheh.

i have been so delightfully and deliciously distracted from the annoyance of kerfluffleness. all hail fearlessdiva! all that good stuff is true folks. wait no longer, go now and read!

though, just a brief kerfluffle update/note: the last comment i read ended with "you should report them." i'd have to go get me a bigger dictionary to come up with all the swear words that inspires in me.

mushydracothoughtsmushydracothoughts.

so, now i'll gripe about something else. have i mentioned lately how much i dislike the minister who is my boss? well, not recently enough then. i get mail from her this morning demanding an extra piece for THIS sunday. ? yeah, rehearsal is tonight. as if that's not bad enough, when i ask for details, she doesn't reply. **** that. extra music, my booty. i have PLANS. a schedule. duh.

had lunch with camillafarfalla. was lovely. we bitched about the kerfluffle and ate good food. she should have temp jobs in my neighborhood every day. of course, that would actually probably suck for her, but the lunches would be good.

stronger with time vomit vomit vomit

because what's the point if nobody gets it but me?

( the passage to which my talk links refer - contains HP 3 spoilers. )

grrrrrr toward my minister. she had the balls to get snippy with me. one of these days, lady....