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Another day of not going to plan
Dec. 6th, 2024 08:15 pmAround 11pm last night I started getting sinus infection symptoms (because of course I didn't go for the sick cancelation insurance on my ticket) I hit it pretty hard with nasal saline but it took me until about 3:30 today to feel much improved (still damn tired though) I decided no to the Franklin Conservancy's lights because it too was 30$ and I wasn't sure I could hang in there to see it all and if I did would I be okay for tomorrow?
So I still didn't get anything cleaned (but I did get my next back procedure scheduled) Found out my fabric winter purse is too thick to use those push pin type of enameled pins well and somehow I've lost track of where my Fizzarolli pin went. sigh. Packed it up (forgot my lounge pants) and I'm at the casino. From here it's about 12 miles to the conference center so I can get up and get there while there's still parking and the line won't take up half my damn day.
Since I've been here last they've added Guy Fieri's Trattoria if I want over priced pasta. I decided yes I did but the wait was so damn long I almost left but she's like if you want to sit at hte bar you can eat now. Yes please. The pasta carbonara was very good, the Italian Manhattan wasn't worth the price but still good (god, when did cocktails become 15-20$)
From there I found a slot machine Devil's luck with a Helluva boss styled imp (okay I'm sure he was a fat little devil) and two fat nuggets pink piggie banks that said PLAY ME. Nearly lost 30$ in like 10 minutes (and I was bitching about the cost of dinner while I'm shoving bills into a machine like this was monopoly money) On the last spin before I hit my cash out limit I won 100$. I scurried off to my room after that.
And honestly I'm tired so as disappointing as it was to not go to the lights it was the right choice.
Advent Joy
Day 6 - Watch a funny video to lift the spirits: So easily done. Thank you Dylan Hollis for being so much fun. Ditto Reed Donat with your Hellaverse shorts
Day 6 tea is technically day 7's (it was a tisane so I switched it for 7) It was black currant (and they're supposed to be immune boosting). it was excellent. I need to buy this one from them.
My fic for the week
Title: My Bed at Three
Summary: Sometimes Angel wants the silliest of things. Who is Husk to say no?
Author Note - Written for spikesgirl58’s six word challenge and the six words were Use, Sass, Illustrious, Awake, Long, & Fantastic and for the allbingo prompt of body paint and the lyrical titles challenge for the prompt of Line from the chorus using Too Sweet by Hozier. You can find the song here.
( my story under here or at the above link )
Face From The Past. Fake
For What Is Telling Hazbin Hotel
Lieutenant Hornblower
Big Sister Torchwood
Krampus Claus is Coming to Town. The Man From U.N.C.L.E.
the face I wear behind my grin Horizon
Sand and Water Batman
Just A Little Thing Helluva Boss
One Night, No Strings Hazbin Hotel
Unusual Excursion Torchwood
arms of a charming mistake Star Trek: Voyager
Cookie Time 9-1-1
Chill Overnight Hazbin Hotel
No Trip Could Be Too Far STargate Atlantis
The Tale of Josephine Lattimer Murder She Wrote & Supernatural
The Trade teen Wolf
I had a bizarre dream. The beginning is faded from my memory but I was somewhere with friends. We were going back home or at least to my hotel. I remember the GPS being too slow and I missed my off ramp which had happened before because I knew how to get back around but I missed another turn in the dark.
I was suddenly in a small village, completely lost. At one point I see a small church with a run down abandoned cemetery with the old style slate headstones, crumbling and broken. I drive into it but then the road disappears. Rather than put it in reverse I keep driving right over the head stones hoping I wasn’t breaking more, breaking my SUV and that no one saw me.
Once I get out of the cemetery (still lost) the road gets light…no, it looks like the graphics on a GPS at night, you know that white glowing road thing? I go to futz with my gps and I’m not alone in the car. My uncle (the one with brain cancer) is there and he’s young again, glowing (naked but sitting in a way you could barely tell.) I knew then he was gone so I asked him, are you crossing over? He said yes. Are you a peace? He smiled and I thought I need to call my parents and tell them he’s gone. (He isn’t by the way in spite of this feeling very much like a visitation)
So I still didn't get anything cleaned (but I did get my next back procedure scheduled) Found out my fabric winter purse is too thick to use those push pin type of enameled pins well and somehow I've lost track of where my Fizzarolli pin went. sigh. Packed it up (forgot my lounge pants) and I'm at the casino. From here it's about 12 miles to the conference center so I can get up and get there while there's still parking and the line won't take up half my damn day.
Since I've been here last they've added Guy Fieri's Trattoria if I want over priced pasta. I decided yes I did but the wait was so damn long I almost left but she's like if you want to sit at hte bar you can eat now. Yes please. The pasta carbonara was very good, the Italian Manhattan wasn't worth the price but still good (god, when did cocktails become 15-20$)
From there I found a slot machine Devil's luck with a Helluva boss styled imp (okay I'm sure he was a fat little devil) and two fat nuggets pink piggie banks that said PLAY ME. Nearly lost 30$ in like 10 minutes (and I was bitching about the cost of dinner while I'm shoving bills into a machine like this was monopoly money) On the last spin before I hit my cash out limit I won 100$. I scurried off to my room after that.
And honestly I'm tired so as disappointing as it was to not go to the lights it was the right choice.
Advent Joy
Day 6 - Watch a funny video to lift the spirits: So easily done. Thank you Dylan Hollis for being so much fun. Ditto Reed Donat with your Hellaverse shorts
Day 6 tea is technically day 7's (it was a tisane so I switched it for 7) It was black currant (and they're supposed to be immune boosting). it was excellent. I need to buy this one from them.
My fic for the week
Title: My Bed at Three
Summary: Sometimes Angel wants the silliest of things. Who is Husk to say no?
Author Note - Written for spikesgirl58’s six word challenge and the six words were Use, Sass, Illustrious, Awake, Long, & Fantastic and for the allbingo prompt of body paint and the lyrical titles challenge for the prompt of Line from the chorus using Too Sweet by Hozier. You can find the song here.
( my story under here or at the above link )
Face From The Past. Fake
For What Is Telling Hazbin Hotel
Lieutenant Hornblower
Big Sister Torchwood
Krampus Claus is Coming to Town. The Man From U.N.C.L.E.
the face I wear behind my grin Horizon
Sand and Water Batman
Just A Little Thing Helluva Boss
One Night, No Strings Hazbin Hotel
Unusual Excursion Torchwood
arms of a charming mistake Star Trek: Voyager
Cookie Time 9-1-1
Chill Overnight Hazbin Hotel
No Trip Could Be Too Far STargate Atlantis
The Tale of Josephine Lattimer Murder She Wrote & Supernatural
The Trade teen Wolf
I had a bizarre dream. The beginning is faded from my memory but I was somewhere with friends. We were going back home or at least to my hotel. I remember the GPS being too slow and I missed my off ramp which had happened before because I knew how to get back around but I missed another turn in the dark.
I was suddenly in a small village, completely lost. At one point I see a small church with a run down abandoned cemetery with the old style slate headstones, crumbling and broken. I drive into it but then the road disappears. Rather than put it in reverse I keep driving right over the head stones hoping I wasn’t breaking more, breaking my SUV and that no one saw me.
Once I get out of the cemetery (still lost) the road gets light…no, it looks like the graphics on a GPS at night, you know that white glowing road thing? I go to futz with my gps and I’m not alone in the car. My uncle (the one with brain cancer) is there and he’s young again, glowing (naked but sitting in a way you could barely tell.) I knew then he was gone so I asked him, are you crossing over? He said yes. Are you a peace? He smiled and I thought I need to call my parents and tell them he’s gone. (He isn’t by the way in spite of this feeling very much like a visitation)
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