ginny_t | (no subject)

*Stuff!* keeps following me home. O_o Today it was a very sharp maroon velvet jacket and vol. 1 of Sorcerers & Secretaries. I forgot how magical it was when I first read it. Now I have to pick up the second. Alas, I haven't seen it for reduced. (It's quite satisfying to see under the BMV $5.99 price tag a Hairy T $12.99 price tag. *pleased*) Oh, world, why are you made of *stuff!*?

I have decided that I must, with regret (or not) resign from the human race. They are silly and inane and horrible and cruel. I shall henceforth be a kitty. (Hush,

jelynne: I'm well aware of your thoughts on this matter, and I continue to disagree.)

Also, I really hope that the afterlife is an immediate and content place that you deserve (à la What Dreams May Come) rather than the "can't move on until unresolved things from this life have been dealt with" model. It would be just too cruel. (Why yes, this point and the last are related. This job is hard on a sensitive soul like The Ginny's.)

I seem to be trying 3 shows of the new season. This could be interesting, since I haven't watched anything longer than a vid in about 5 (6 by now?) weeks. Brain has been very textual. It goes without saying that I'll report back on that. ^_~

[Edit: I'm going to be 35 in just over 2 weeks and there's a new Robin McKinley and a new Shannon Hale. I'm just sayin'. And while I'm being subtle: *want* and *want*. Yes, that was utterly shameless and I do indeed deserve for every one of you to ignore that sledgehammer of subtlety hint of mine just because of said shamelessness.]