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You never saw this entry, if anyone asks. ;)
I am thinking of heading out to Pointe Claire for the Harry Potter thing at Chapters. I've never attended one of these midnight launches, and I can't help but think that I would regret not going to at least one in my lifetime while I can.
I am sad that I don't have a child of the right age for this. Like
owldaughter, I would love to creep into their room at 10pm and wake them up with an excited whisper to tell them that we were going on an adventure. I hope that when I do have children, there will be new opportunities like these to share with them.
I forgot my camera at home. I hope that, should I run into anyone I know at Chapters, that they will have photography equipment with them.
I found out something about my mother today, which I sadly can't share because she swore me to secrecy. I say "sadly" because I find this supposed secret absolutely hilarious (it's a ridiculous little thing, something 99% of people would never bother to keep secret), and I can't think why she's kept it a secret to this day. I look forward to the day when she'll come clean about the whole thing and we can laugh about it in public. She was relieved at my reaction, though, so at least that was good news. Maybe that will encourage her to tell the other person directly involved. That being said, I've been laughing to myself all day, and am bursting with the frustration of not being able to tell anyone.
Note to friends: don't tell me secrets if you can help it. It's not that I'll tell anyone, but I'll go crazy if it's a secret without a deadline. Surprise parties and presents are fine. Indefinite "never-let-anyone-know" secrets will drive me insane. :)
I have an action-packed weekend ahead of me. Tomorrow is Firefly and cooking with
tcaptain, and Sunday is Mage with
conscioussoul and TT who I don't think has a LiveJournal (yet).
I got myself a few free weights today at Canadian Tire, with the idea of getting into the habit of doing a series of reps every morning before I get started with my day. Updates as events warrant, I guess.
I am officially tired of being at work. It feels like this day has gone on forever, but I still have nearly two hours left before I can go home.
Also: Facebook is like crack. Useless, time-consuming crack.
I am thinking of heading out to Pointe Claire for the Harry Potter thing at Chapters. I've never attended one of these midnight launches, and I can't help but think that I would regret not going to at least one in my lifetime while I can.
I am sad that I don't have a child of the right age for this. Like
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I forgot my camera at home. I hope that, should I run into anyone I know at Chapters, that they will have photography equipment with them.
I found out something about my mother today, which I sadly can't share because she swore me to secrecy. I say "sadly" because I find this supposed secret absolutely hilarious (it's a ridiculous little thing, something 99% of people would never bother to keep secret), and I can't think why she's kept it a secret to this day. I look forward to the day when she'll come clean about the whole thing and we can laugh about it in public. She was relieved at my reaction, though, so at least that was good news. Maybe that will encourage her to tell the other person directly involved. That being said, I've been laughing to myself all day, and am bursting with the frustration of not being able to tell anyone.
Note to friends: don't tell me secrets if you can help it. It's not that I'll tell anyone, but I'll go crazy if it's a secret without a deadline. Surprise parties and presents are fine. Indefinite "never-let-anyone-know" secrets will drive me insane. :)
I have an action-packed weekend ahead of me. Tomorrow is Firefly and cooking with
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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I got myself a few free weights today at Canadian Tire, with the idea of getting into the habit of doing a series of reps every morning before I get started with my day. Updates as events warrant, I guess.
I am officially tired of being at work. It feels like this day has gone on forever, but I still have nearly two hours left before I can go home.
Also: Facebook is like crack. Useless, time-consuming crack.
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