late night random

Domestic natterings:

Me: Can I kiss you?
Patty: As long as you don't impregnate me with a cow.
Me: No.
Patty: No? Really, really no.
Me: Don't worry, I have many skills, that's not one of them.

Apparently, I just had to be a total mopey fucker about Gallifrey earlier. Now I'm all like bouncy-bouncy-bouncy-I-love-the-Whoniverse-and-all-of-fandom. It will be awesome. I will be awesome. Also, PlaneCon 2010! Seriously, how many of us are on that Virgin America flight? Five or six that I know of off-hand. Sadly, I should be responsible on said flight and spend it doing things like: the sewing I'm sure I won't finish; the pitches I'm working on; novel novel novel. But, you know, I'll probably be harassing my seatmates instead.

So Claudette is my first partially white cat. She needs dusting!

I know how and why this happens, but can I just fucking express my horror once again that it's cheaper to fly from NYC to Hyderabad than it is to fly to London. FUCK EVERYTHING.

Somehow, within one day of Patty telling me that the new hot infomercial product is sweatpants that look like jeans, sparkindarkness links us to Tesco in Cardiff banning its patrons from shopping while wearing pajamas.

I have not even started watching Being Human yet, but I'm now reading spoilers because of how they are feeding into people's TW S4 theories.

Command decision: No Lunacon this year. I've got too much other stuff in the hopper.

sundries

Every once in a while I meet someone through friends of friends and wind up seeing an apartment like this at more or less random. It's one of the great pleasures of living in New York City. I remember once, leaving a club at two in the morning because a group of us were annoyed and someone's flat was near by, so we decided to go there for drinks and it was like this 1930s, film noir, science fiction paradise. It was a whole 'nother world that felt as if the sun never penetrated it, so complete was the illusion of its existence outside of time.

Chatroulette sounds like the fabulously wild west dark ages of the Internet, just now with video.

For women in America, equality remains an illusion.

Looks like it's going to be Lieberman who introduces the bill to repeal DADT. Yay bill. But seriously? We have to start respecting Lieberman or something again? Meanwhile, a study shows that, duh, gay soldiers not disruptive.

Pediatricians want warning labels on foods that pose a choking risk to children. While I get that this is a serious issue, to me, this sounds a little bit like the warning labels on cups that tell us coffee is hot.

Andrew Koenig is missing.

Tonight I really, really need to take inventory on what needs to happen last minute for Gally. Which is to say, figure out where all the relevant clothing items are, figure out what needs to be replaced last minute because I can't find it, figure out what needs to go to the dry cleaners etc. Also, I've got to get my hair trimmed like woah. I mean, it looks cute enough, but it's not _right_.

Also? I am super tense about whether there will be flight delays on Thursday.