July 23rd, 2005

colin blue: brn_gamble

Saturday Night Alive

What? I haven't written in here in three days? I swear I've been commenting all the time. I just don't get it.

Lance Armstrong's done it again. Will he really retire? I find it hard to believe. He's certainly an inspiration.

And, in my quest to live out of my car someday, I did some on-line shopping tonight, including putting a bid on another Jeremy Renner autographed photo (S.W.A.T. again, this time in fatigues, ahhhhhh). I need an intervention. But not yet, please.

I've had a couple Colin dreams this week. Well, I deserve it, considering work has sucked and I've been pissed off in general at a couple of my co-workers and impatient with at least one. I'm starting to feel sorry for her, I'm becoming such a bitch.

What great response I had to my slash discussion! It got linked at metafandom and I got several comments from there, plus one new addition to my flist. Hello to joanne_c!

On the other hand, Part Seven of 'Fecund Knight' dropped like a stone with only one comment. The readers must have hated it. Oh, well. One chapter left, I think.

And I am going to work on my manifesto this weekend! Not sure whether I'll contact all the folks I'm reccing . . . probably not.

And . . . drum roll . . . I started working out again! (And I'm going to go do that right now, as late as it is.) See ya!