Still Growly
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amberfocusYeah, so that new registration I got from the courthouse yesterday that I had to pay money for a new copy of and that is an official government document? Not good enough. Hello, people! How many freaking hoops do I have to jump through? It's one thing if it doesn't cost me money, it is another thing entirely if you make me waste money that I did not need to waste. Not that I didn't have it, but that is not the point. The reason I have it is because I don't waste it on unnecessary crap! *sighs*
So in the end, they wanted exactly what I tried to do the first day of all of this mess. A notarized affadavit from me and my mother stating that this is the legal residence for both kids. Of course by the time the day was done, the high school was closed. But the elementary school was still open and the principal was still there and T has been accepted as a student. So one kid down, one to go. First thing Monday morning I'll be down at the high school with the second affadavit. Freshman orientation is on Wednesday. If they screw this up for my daughter in any way, shape or form, I will be the parent they dread, because if you make me jump through 27 hoops and then still mess it all up you will find a very unhappy Lisa. Basically, like Dr. Banner says, "Don't make me angry. You won't like me when I'm angry." I'm pretty sure I won't turn green and bulk up, but it will still not be a pretty experience.
I wish Chris was home. He is so much better at putting up with official BS than I am. He won't come in until Wednesday and I have to drive down to SeaTac to get him since our local airport is closed for remodeling. I hate driving in Seattle traffic, but it'll be night traffic and not rush hour so it shouldn't be too bad. His plane gets in around 11 at night, and it's a straight shot down I-5 from my house. I'm bringing my MIL this first time because I'm nervous about driving the strip between Everet and SeaTac even though I have AAA. It should all be fine, but I'll be less anxious if someone who has driven the trip many times is in the car with me.
I'll be so glad when this week is over. Three of my nephews have been spending the week with us (technically Mom, but they are here in our space, too) and the youngest one (13) wakes up talking and does not shut up all day long. Worse yet, he talks over other conversations so you can't hear what other people are saying because he's just yakkity yak yakking away. And he's boring as all get out. Even if you tell him to shut up (nicely or not nicely) twenty seconds later he's talking again. He gives me a serious headache and I can't hear myself think. I'm just glad it's a big house.
I am so bored. Someone please write me some fluffy, romantic Doctor/Rose fic. Pretty please? I keep trying to write but my brain can't get quiet enough. Though I do have 1000 words on the smut-a-thon fic if I don't decide I hate it before the night is over. Oh, well, back to it, I suppose. Well, maybe after watching Burn Notice and reading a bit more of The Forest of Hands and Teeth. Talk about your post-apocalyptic fiction. It will probably get a proper review when I am done. It is pretty interesting and dark and thematic, but I am not quite halfway through yet. I stayed up reading it last night until my eyes were closing of their own accord which I think is a good thing in a novel, but not quite so much in the "I need to sleep at night" aspect of my life.
Why is LJ so dead?
So in the end, they wanted exactly what I tried to do the first day of all of this mess. A notarized affadavit from me and my mother stating that this is the legal residence for both kids. Of course by the time the day was done, the high school was closed. But the elementary school was still open and the principal was still there and T has been accepted as a student. So one kid down, one to go. First thing Monday morning I'll be down at the high school with the second affadavit. Freshman orientation is on Wednesday. If they screw this up for my daughter in any way, shape or form, I will be the parent they dread, because if you make me jump through 27 hoops and then still mess it all up you will find a very unhappy Lisa. Basically, like Dr. Banner says, "Don't make me angry. You won't like me when I'm angry." I'm pretty sure I won't turn green and bulk up, but it will still not be a pretty experience.
I wish Chris was home. He is so much better at putting up with official BS than I am. He won't come in until Wednesday and I have to drive down to SeaTac to get him since our local airport is closed for remodeling. I hate driving in Seattle traffic, but it'll be night traffic and not rush hour so it shouldn't be too bad. His plane gets in around 11 at night, and it's a straight shot down I-5 from my house. I'm bringing my MIL this first time because I'm nervous about driving the strip between Everet and SeaTac even though I have AAA. It should all be fine, but I'll be less anxious if someone who has driven the trip many times is in the car with me.
I'll be so glad when this week is over. Three of my nephews have been spending the week with us (technically Mom, but they are here in our space, too) and the youngest one (13) wakes up talking and does not shut up all day long. Worse yet, he talks over other conversations so you can't hear what other people are saying because he's just yakkity yak yakking away. And he's boring as all get out. Even if you tell him to shut up (nicely or not nicely) twenty seconds later he's talking again. He gives me a serious headache and I can't hear myself think. I'm just glad it's a big house.
I am so bored. Someone please write me some fluffy, romantic Doctor/Rose fic. Pretty please? I keep trying to write but my brain can't get quiet enough. Though I do have 1000 words on the smut-a-thon fic if I don't decide I hate it before the night is over. Oh, well, back to it, I suppose. Well, maybe after watching Burn Notice and reading a bit more of The Forest of Hands and Teeth. Talk about your post-apocalyptic fiction. It will probably get a proper review when I am done. It is pretty interesting and dark and thematic, but I am not quite halfway through yet. I stayed up reading it last night until my eyes were closing of their own accord which I think is a good thing in a novel, but not quite so much in the "I need to sleep at night" aspect of my life.
Why is LJ so dead?
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Date: 2010-08-27 11:59 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-08-28 12:06 am (UTC)I'm so sorry you're having a rough time with the stupid bureaucrats.
I just found this bit of baby!fic fluff that you might enjoy. Despite the title, Cry, it's really adorable. Hope it helps cheer you up a bit.
http://coffeecupcakesx.livejournal.com/2273.html
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Date: 2010-08-30 11:35 am (UTC)It's a Bit Like Living With a Four-Year-Old -- Ten II/Rose, comment!fic
Date: 2010-08-28 01:09 am (UTC)She didn't respond, and the Doctor felt that little flutter of panic he sometimes got concerning her, and half-jogged to the side of the couch, and scientifically (science says the best thing to do with an unresponsive life form is to make sure it's not dead) poked her with one long finger.
"'M not dead. Go 'way."
"Are you sleeping?" The Doctor sounded shocked.
"Yes," Rose grumbled, and turned over on her side.
"Rose! There's daylight outside!"
"'M taking a nap. Very tired."
"Why?"
"'Cause."
"Roooooose."
"Don't make me hurt you," Rose said, a little more clearly. "What do you want?"
"I'm bored."
"You can't possibly be serious."
The Doctor tilted his head to the side. "I can't?"
"You woke me up from a nap to tell me you're bored? What are you, four?"
The Doctor pouted. Cranky Rose was a rare occurrence, but it had happened before. It had required a few days of groveling and chocolate to fix.
"Well -- I was working on the sonic and then I thought I hadn't seen you in a bit and I thought maybe..."
"Doctor." Rose rolled over, huffing air out of her mouth to dislodge the fringe that had fallen in her eyes. "I love you to bits and pieces, I really do..."
The Doctor beamed. "You do?"
"You know that, you silly ponce." Rose threw a couch pillow at him. "But you have to let me take this nap or I'll commit Doctor-cide."
"You humans and your need for sleep."
Rose rolled her eyes. "You're human now, too. You could take a nap."
The Doctor lifted his eyebrows. "Is this activity... enjoyable?"
Rose smiled. "Very enjoyable."
"Can it be a group activity?" The Doctor was already toeing off his Chucks.
"I could be persuaded to take on a partner."
The Doctor launched himself over her and pressed his back against the back of the sofa, spooning Rose. Spooning Rose was an activity he was familiar with (and fond of). He just hadn't considered moving it from a night-only activity to an.. all-the-time activity. Laying there, with the smell of Rose's shampoo in his nose and the warmth of her body and the late, reddish light of the afternoon sun coming in through the window, a sense of contentment and peace quickly spread over him and he found.... he found it made him sleepy.
Slowly, his eyes drifted shut, with her hand in his and her body against his. This napping thing was a brilliant idea.
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Date: 2010-08-28 01:25 am (UTC)Re: It's a Bit Like Living With a Four-Year-Old -- Ten II/Rose, comment!fic
Date: 2010-08-28 01:31 am (UTC);P
Really very cute. =)
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Date: 2010-08-28 02:04 am (UTC)Re: It's a Bit Like Living With a Four-Year-Old -- Ten II/Rose, comment!fic
Date: 2010-08-28 05:01 am (UTC)*remembers just in time not to use her duck icon on Amberfocus LJ* ;-)
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Date: 2010-08-28 01:17 am (UTC)poop-obsessedboring I've become. :) Paranoid Az is Paranoid.It's not D/R and it's not exactly fluff, but I'm going to start posting the Bingo Card fic next week. Do you want a sneak peek?
Edited to add: Oh! And I've got the Doctor stitched on your bookmark, I just need to do his outlines. I've done him three times now, and I think he's the best yet - I'm finally happy with the color choices for his jacket and jeans. Once his backstitching is done, I'll start on Rose. Should be about another week.
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Date: 2010-08-30 11:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-28 02:43 am (UTC)On behalf of education workers across the state, you have my apology and my sympathy for the fuck-around. :(
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Date: 2010-08-28 05:05 am (UTC)Compared to me you are a saint. *hands over halo* There would be some severely injured people right now if they had pissed me off that much...
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