Okay. So on the one hand, I now have more space for my Yahoo! mailbox than I know what to do with (I've been trying to clear it out bit by bit, so when I logged on this morning and saw that the bar that had said 51% yesterday said 2% today, I was like, "WTF?"), but now all of a sudden I'm having the worst time trying to get into said box to read my gorram mail. I'm gonna go ahead and assume that it's rough spots due to the implementation of the system and that it'll go away. Because I'm not sure more space, though helpful, is worth suddenly having trouble accessing my mail when I've never had that complaint about Yahoo! before. Which is more than I can say about some mail services I've used.
Anyway. On a less whiny note, my fic seems to have grabbed us a couple more George/Marty shippers. Man, I forgot how much fun it was topervert corrupt recruit convert newcomers to the ranks of obscure and weird pairings. I hope that once my life has settled down a bit, I'll be able to delve more deeply into some of the ideas I touched on in that fic.
Have not yet heard back from Dunkin Donuts, even though the guy totally said he'd call Saturday. I'll call this afternoon. No, I will. Even though I hate talking to strangers on the phone. Because I don't know how I'd face Laura and tell her that, oops, can't get that bridesmaid dress after all even though I've totally had a year to get my shit together.
Anyway. On a less whiny note, my fic seems to have grabbed us a couple more George/Marty shippers. Man, I forgot how much fun it was to
Have not yet heard back from Dunkin Donuts, even though the guy totally said he'd call Saturday. I'll call this afternoon. No, I will. Even though I hate talking to strangers on the phone. Because I don't know how I'd face Laura and tell her that, oops, can't get that bridesmaid dress after all even though I've totally had a year to get my shit together.