If You Don't Post About It, It Didn't Happen

When I saw my brother this weekend, he asked me about my life, and said, "Remember, if I don't read about it in your LJ, it didn't happen." Though said with irony (and probably with a nod to Shadow of the Vampire), he reminded me that I'm not posting about me much. And, hey, "me" is my favorite topic, so . . .

( Over-aggressive lymph. Doctor-mandated laziness. High-speed crashes and Lego mind control. Cargo ships as bludgeoning weapons. Beware of the schmoop. 'I am a librarian!' Spaghetti and chosen family. Mawwiage and flower droids. Hammercock and Trowa_Barton reenact slashfic. A weekend to recover from my weekend. )

Wedding Planning, Bey-Style

Bey: We're sure about the font for the invitations, right?

Me: [checks it out again] Yup, looks good.

Bey: 'Kay. [looks unsettled] I'll stop second-guessing myself.

Me: We can't worry about everything, dear.

Bey: Sure I can. It may not be wise, but it's definitely physically possible.