sarren

Hey, I'm awake, not at work or shooting up my drug of choice, Enterprise.

*blinks*

Swapping the Sat/Sun shifts meant three fun double shifts in a row for me, starting with the four and a half hours sleep I got Saturday night. Now somebody might think that I'd be wisely getting every second of sleep I possibly could on the other nights, but that somebody would fail to take into account that I'm a Fan; a Fan with episodes of her current obsession not yet watched

So, every night coming home late, knackered, staggering through the door, through the shower and into the loungeroom where dragonfly8 patiently waits, a tea brewing in the kitchen to keep me awake..

Two episodes later and off to bed to repeat the whole thing the next day.

Except that now it's all come to an end

sob

Until I can find a source for 3rd season episodes…

So now all I have left is the fic…

One beacon in the darkness that is the quality of Enterprise fic - I found a good writer.

sarren doing happy dances, happy dances, happy dances

Which is how I spent MY day off yesterday.

After I got through the obligatory real life stuff - lunch with my Dad [note to self, never order the main size calamari, even if it is cajun, a little calamari goes a long way]

Followed by stop at shops where I bought a pink hat to go with the pink sunnies and the pink and red earrings I was wearing (that the Amazing Talented Dragonfly8 made for me) Oh and a pink and red halter top because it was on sale for $7.

Me and pink, I'm wondering if I have a Problem….

Lost, so lost, wandering about in a new fandom with no compadres by my side. Soldiering on, through the fields of bad fic, over mountains of public derision, through oceans of isolation...

I'm so lonely.

Bloody emails are invisible again, will ask scrat to see if she can fix it when she comes over to dinner on Wednesday.

Still with the racking cough thing, got it last Sunday, woke up Monday morning with no voice. Unless you count squeaking. Jodes, who'd stayed over and woken me running into my room with dragonfly8's phone going off said 'so you'll be calling in sick then.' I laughed/croaked at her a lot. Firstly it's Monday and I can't ever take Mondays off as it's stocktake night (unless of course David Bowie is involved) and secondly, hello? Australia Day. Not a chance in hell of finding someone to cover. Worked Tues morning but my assistant covered the rest of the shift and I was too sick to go to my Body Jam class

Boring myself now talking about work.

( Hey, I know, why don't I ramble on about 'Enterprise' )