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We're in the future, now - where are our damned teleporters? *Sigh*

So yeah, remember how a couple of months ago I was all looking forward to Neil Gaiman signing books in Downers Grove? I have no idea where the intervening weeks went, but due to a number of different factors (time and distance being primary), I can't go. *pout* Can I ask anyone out there who's planning on going to pick up a signed copy for me? I'll reimburse you the book price and shipping and everything.

In the overall scheme of things, I can't be TOO disappointed by it, since one of the mitigating factors is that the husband has himself a job! He's now working Tier II tech support for a media distribution company here in town, with the potential of moving up in the chain of command after a few months. He is so much happier now, and our bank account will breath a huge sigh of relief once the double income starts rolling in. My thanks go out to everyone who sent us good wishes.

It's been an interesting transition for us, since now mundane things like laundry, dishes, and grocery shopping have to be handled in the off hours. I haven't been stepping up as much as I should, what with ongoing work crap (they moved me to another frelling cube in the department for no other reason than to punish me) and this cold that is finally wearing off (2.5 weeks later). I have A Plan, though, that involves A) Going to Bed on Time (So easy, yet so elusive), B) Getting up early to exercise and Lose Some Damned Weight, Jellybelly (Not so easy, but necessary), and C) Getting a handle on expenses so the debts go away quicker. Hopefully, all of these will lead to a Happier Me, which is a Me less inclined to loll around on the couch, using TV and LJ as my anti-depressants.

Buh. Wednesday. Back to work.
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Why can't I temporarily live in California? Where's my teleporter technology when I need it the most?

Creation just had to go and book several conventions in November, in freaking BURBANK, that I MUST attend, but could they put the two that I desperately want to go to in the same damn weekend? Of course not. They scheduled the Farscape Farewell two weekends before the BSG/Stargate combo, just to fuck with me. I mean, Celebrity Boyfriends Ben Browder versus Tahmoh Penikett? Old favorite sci-fi show versus new favorite sci-fi show? Last Farscape con versus last big BSG con while it's still going? How am I supposed to make a choice, here? (Oh, and please don't suggest that I can fly out for both, because, no, the budget would take me out back and shoot me first. Unless, of course, you want to give me some free airfare.)

Why the hell couldn't they have done the Farscape/BSG combo? (Other than the fact that I would have exploded from sheer joy, or become a meth addict to not sleep the whole damn weekend for fear of missing anything.) I can catch a Stargate con any old time -- plus, they don't have any featured guests planned for that one that I especially want to see. (Ben, Claudia Black, David Hewlett, for example). NYARGH!

When I first heard about the Farscape Farewell a month or so back, I was all psyched and ready to get planning -- it was going to be my 35th birthday present to myself, a few months early. I know I could have gotten my parents to both go in on it and watch the Emperor in our absence. The husband was even good to go. I was excited and giddy! Now...now I'm all torn.

Stupid space/time/entertainment-center-that-is-California continuum. Bah.
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