I'm a twit. These are my tweets.

• 10:40 Attention Lady Gaga: stop making me love you. I'm maladjusted and I don't understand how to appreciate pop songstresses.
• 10:42 I mean, next thing you know I'll cave in to peer pressure and start watching Glee.
• 16:10 RT @neilhimself: [...] just discovered that a quote of mine from SANDMAN is now being misattributed to Shakespeare bit.ly/8uFHVA
• 20:46 Tonight I am rewriting a scene I've rewritten 5 or 6 times already. It's like trying on alternate realities until I hit the right narrative.
• 20:58 "April Fools" by Rufus Wainwright never fails to strike a chord. Points to you, iTunes.
• 21:06 AHA! I have struck upon the right thing and am keeping it. KEEPING IT.
• 21:43 Someone is screaming out on our street in ways that conjure up memories of, oh, The Exorcist. I'd worry, but that's norma
  l.
• 21:43 The screaming and the worrying, if you're wondering.

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Things. And stuff.

- Thanksgiving was pretty low key around here except for the ZOMGHAM. This ham was nearly as long as my thigh and bigger around. We had to put it in the oven at 5 AM. It was delicious, but blimey. HAM. We ate at around 1:30 so that J. could go out with his gf and her family. I made pie. And stuffing! OMNOMNOM.

- I'd like to issue a resounding 'fuck you' to Laura Crimaldi and the Boston Herald for their journalistic masterpiece, "Wife-killing tranny denied electrolysis for time being." This thing is rolling in AP Stylebook fail (including pronouns, scare quotes around the transwoman's name), editorialism fail (this needs explanation?), and basic human decency fail. Bonus points for the jackass in the comments who wrote, "I've come to the conclusion's they ( Being in the "extream left of left wing ) are very 'sick' individuals that need to be put through the 'wood chipper' for real."

- I am slowly being seduced by AO3, though I'm not 100% sure whether I really want to put all of my stuff in the proverbial time capsule. I mean, I've largely ruled out ever running for public office, but...

- It's probably a good thing I haven't got a spare $300 laying around. Then again, I still don't own a proper winter coat. I mean, I could totally justify this on some level in a few months.

- Relatedly, Alasdair Wilkins says pretty much exactly what I'm thinking about the upcoming Who finale two-parter.

- The Alumni Association at my high school seems to have been awakened from a deep and ancient sleep. My class never had a 10 year reunion because the alums meant to organize it couldn't be arsed. It seems now that someone else has taken over, and we're having a 12th instead. And I think I'm going to go. Bit surreal, but hey. That's par for the course.

I'm a twit. These are my tweets.

• 00:09 Watching the puppy wash her paws in bed next to me. N'aww.
• 00:52 And now, I sleep.
• 11:45 I have achieved pants before noon on a Saturday. This bodes well for today's word count.
• 13:40 Right. I've made excellent progress. Time to take a break, play some games, and do laundry.
• 19:29 Working on an essay about AU fanfic as alternate history folklore. Tempted to just cite every @doctorow essay ever. Clearly I need more tea.
• 19:36 Mention of beverages prompted a "we should go to the store" from the boyf. This probably means Red Bull and/or beer in my future. Yay?
• 20:22 Holy crap. Why is it 56*F out there?!
• 20:31 Things to remember to track down before winter ends: a copy of Shadows Over Baker Street. Snowy evening, mulled wine, Cthulhu & Holmes...
• 20:43 In honor of unseasonable
  warmness, I brought home some Goose Island Mild Winter. Flavorful yet mild, sort of nutty and sweet. Tasty.

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