D says I need a Next Generation costume, and he is correct. I only have costumes for the old series and the reboot.
I have had an awful headache all freaking day. I hope it’s gone when I wake up tomorrow.
I wasted the entire weekend. I did zero work. I mean…I did like housework, but no legal work. Whatever. Idgaf.
The calendar for the upcoming week is a fucking shit show: multiple court dockets per day and plans almost every night. Dis-motherfucking-like.
I got to see C today, and we opened our Secret Elf gifts. My lady fucking nailed it. C’s did too. We got lucky.
We put up the other two Christmas trees tonight, though one needs the lights replaced, so it’s not yet decorated. But here are the two that are finished:
And then this cuteness happened at bedtime:
Oh and I almost forgot: we finished TNG tonight. I’m still processing it, but I thought the last episode was great, and I’m sad that it’s over. However, I’m looking forward to re-watching the movies, and also checking out the other series. Oh and the new Picard series, of course.
I am having a bad body image day. It doesn’t help that I haven’t exercised in over a week. Gotta get back to it starting tomorrow.
While at the grocery store tonight, some random dude walked up and asked me if I wanted a carrot. I was like no thanks, and he was like are you sure. I’m like yep I’m good, but thank you. Then he walked away. D says he was just looking for an excuse to talk to me. I mean…okay, but that’s a fucking strange approach, bro.
I’ve given up on trying to understand people.
I’ve been in a weird mood all day. Everything feels like a lot. This headache definitely hasn’t helped.
Both Part 1 and Part 2 can die in a dumpster fire. Fuck this entire storyline. I feel actual rage over this.
D sent me this article about it, and I can’t stop laughing.
“I can’t help but wonder if I’m being punished for something.”
As said by Data to Worf about Geordi:
He accepted me for what I am, and that, I have learned, is friendship.
aka that feeling when you wake up from an intense dream, and you’re like THAT. SHIT. HAPPENED…But like on steroids.
No…You’re crying! 😭
Seriously though, fuck me up, like I can’t even discuss it without tearing up.
Best. Episode. Ever.
As heard last night:
A single word can lead to tragedy.
My husband posted this on Facebook and I laughed so hard I almost cried. I’m officially a TNG nerd now.
Riker is completely extra and unnecessary in everything he does, and I love it.Worf is still my fave tho. I’d hit it. Picard who?? Just kidding…kind of. He’s a sexy beast for sure. And don’t even get me started on Data. Fully functional? Hell to the yes. 🥰
Data’s “father” looks like a troll.
Speaking of trolls, I’m going to be seeing Cunt Troll tomorrow afternoon at court, so that should be fun.
In which we meet the Klingon version of Robert Baratheon.