December 26th, 2013

anderson writer

The Hobbit-The Desolation of Smaug

We ended up seeing it a lot more spontaneously than planned. Last Friday night, hubby was on-line buying the tickets on Fandango for the following day...or so we thought, until he was printing them out and I heard the fatal words, "Oh shit! I got them for eight-thirty tonight!" Cue frenzied dressing and cab calling. We made it in plenty of time, and it worked out well, because I wasn't all that excited to go anyway and this way I didn't get time to build up a head of resentment and hubby ended up getting sick as a dog the next day (he's STILL sniffling and guzzling Nyquil nearly a week later) so he got to enjoy the film before that.

And I didn't throw up this time, so yay me.

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Did you know...Tolkien was one of Sister Wendy's professors at Oxford? I was watching a documentary about Sister Wendy yesterday and this tidbit came up. I found it kind of hilarious and awesome.
Keep calm

My Yuletide fics....ARE AMAZING!

Not one but two wonderfully angst-ridden Broadchurch fics, basically showing Ellie and Alec in the aftermath, one from each POV!

Yesterday Is Here

Today is Grey Skies

If those weren't enough awesome sauce for one Yuletide, I also got a treat written for my Avalon (Roxy Music) request, which I figured no one would EVER write. And there it is, all decadence, dancing, smoking and glamour. PLUS FEMSLASH!

You've Got Me Girl on the Run Around Run Around


PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE go give my writers the love they deserve.
Company Time

Was that really necessary?

Client had a missed limo pick up back in September and got a free transfer certificate from the limo company. Since the missed pick up was a sedan, the certificate was for a sedan.

Today he had his admin trying to use the certificate for personal travel tomorrow, which his wife, two kids and luggage and decided he must have an SUV. He then DEMANDED we get the company to honor the certificate for the SUV.

EVEN if they'd been willing to do so (AND WHY THE HELL SHOULD THEY?), being as it's the day after fucking Christmas, there was no one there who even had the authority to do so. After much whining, begging, pleading and tap dancing, I got someone to OK the use of the Sedan certificate toward the cost of the SUV.

At which point he decided a Sedan would be fine!


All's well, etc, but I really need some digitalis and Clairol immediately.