Cat, Halloween, Pumpkin

Torn

No, this is not about the mid-90s Natalie Imbruglia song (and kudos if you get the reference).

No, this is about a decision with regards to school, and I wouldn't mind a little bit of clarity, which I seem to be lacking lately.

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Feeling better having gotten that one out ... sometimes I just need to "talk it out." Though in this case, there was no talking. You know. Whatever.
Blood, Bloody, Heart

I Have Money!

Well it's "funny munny," coupons I can use for $15 off any $30 purchase or more, and I've got five of them, meaning I can buy $150 worth of stuff for $75. Oh, I sure love a good deal. So yes, I do have to actually get dressed on my Saturday and go out. It'll be worth it. New swag always is. And then I go back to "I'm totally broke and no I can not afford that" mode.

In which I sit down and write an entire budget based upon what I make at my new job. That needs to happen today.

And then I clean my apartment. That also needs to happen today.

Then maybe when I get those done, I can do something fun. We'll see.
Blood, Bloody, Heart

Wasted Opportunity

So I'm here at work texting back and forth with the gentleman friend, who, by the way, is taking me to Universal this coming weekend and paying for everything. Oh and we're staying in a hotel room. Together. Um, overnighter. Oh my god. Oh and he also purchased me an ANNUAL PASS which implies that he wants to spend more time with me over the upcoming year.

And I totally let an opportunity to speak about feelings slip through my fingers.

Okay, I'm just bad at this, all right? I suuuuuuck at talking about feelings and things like that. Really suck. I want to tell him that I really care for him like a LOT but I don't know if that's quite what he's looking for (after all we have not had this sort of conversation yet, ever, in the ... holy crap, almost a year since the first time we've hooked up).

Anyway, he texts me: "Cool, I'm excited about going."
And all I can think of is: "Me too ... excited partly about going to the park, but more about spending time with you"

But all I answer is: "So am I."

URURUUUGHGLKJDG. Why can't I just tell him that this is how I feel, that I see him as more than just someone that I sometimes sleep with? I mean, the fact that he is taking me in the first place, on an overnight trip should be enough of a clue that this is a big deal, right? Right? I'm a chickenshit little pussy. Ugh.

Oh well. Maybe I'll grow some balls this weekend and figure out where we stand.

Either way, I'm suuper excited about this weekend.

Ziva, NCIS, Tiva, Tony

Run Away Together (Fiction)

They went to Florida to elope. Why? Because I live here and the thought of them getting freaky like literally within like a few hours drive is kind of amazing to contemplate.

Also, this starts out fluffy but veers quickly into sex. You've been warned.



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All of you lovely readers than thank a few wonderful people on Tumblr for this, because I didn't actually have smut in mind when I started writing today. I may just be turning into one of those people who writes more smut than not. Sorry not sorry.

If you like it you may tell me, I always enjoy reading reviews.

Ziva, NCIS, Tiva, Tony

How I want it to happen ...

(Posted this on Tumblr yesterday but I like it and so I'm gonna post it here too)

First time we see Tony and Ziva for the season the camera pans up and they’re lying in bed, smooching and snuggling, and the phone rings and it’s all about Gibbs or some such (I don’t care about his details all that much tbh)


Then they head off to NCIS and deal with the whole Gibbs thing and they’re kind of obvious as all get-out that they’re not just coworkers anymore and Gibbs figures it out and is kinda mad at first but just kind of shrugs it off with a headslap.

Then in the next episode she drops the bombshell that she’s pregnant and she plans to leave NCIS to take care of the baby and Tony promises to love them both and we see more kissing and love and it’s all okay

.

And then maybe a few months later (okay who am I kidding I won’t be watching a few months after Cote leaves), we see a wedding band on Tony’s hand because they actually did it, they fucking eloped.

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And that’s how her storyline should end, all other endings are invalid.

Blood, Bloody, Heart

L O L

I had my first instance of tumblr hate ... I apparently have the maturity of a 13 year old.

Um, I snicker at fart jokes, use "that's what she said" whenever humanly possible, and even posted in celebration of my 69th post on tumblr.

So um, you think?




All this because I feel like the show is going to lose ratings without Cote and I posted exactly how I think it will happen. Sorry but I'm not the one who needs a reality check, I know that my show is in trouble since the amazing ensemble cast is now being broken up. Just ... lol.

And I'm the immature one when someone felt the need to poke at someone who is obviously upset about Cote leaving. I hate divided fanbases, some of the negativity is so fucking stupid. We all love (or loved) this show at one point, why all the hate?
Blood, Bloody, Heart

Well...

What a terrible, terrible day.

So bad that it doesn't bear repeating. So just trust me. And if you follow NCIS, check out the latest news and you'll know why I'm so upset.
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