I'm glad no one here gets Britishisms, because I've been doing the double-fingered flipping off in a Decatur-ish direction. Seriously, just skip over to Katsuko's journal
and have a look at what she's been having to put up with today in regards to our apartment. It took until 8:30 or so for them to finally come wet vac the carpet. I'm sorry, but that should have happened a long time before 8:30 tonight.
But that's a thing. It's seriously that: a thing. It's just a thing.
I got to get new photos of Jelly Bean from Chip and Nancy, which was nice. She's getting so big! She's not coming down for XMas because they will be having to appear in court with Betsy to get enough custody of her to put her on their insurance. She needs tubes in her ears, and right now, there isn't enough money and no coverage at the moment. Betsy has to sign off on this in front of the judge, and she has folks in the jailhouse telling her not to do it. Of course, being Betsy, she's more likely to listen to the jailhouse folks than anyone else. So who knows what's going to happen? Certainly not me.
The highlight of the day was driving to the next town over and visiting the retirement home, where some of Grandfather's parishioners live. For the past many years, he has been doing Sunday School at various nursing homes and retirement homes. The most local retirement home closed, and many of the residents went to the one in Edison, including a little old Black lady we all just love to pieces, so I try to finagle in a visit when I can when I'm down here. Today was a good day for just that, and Grandfather, Miss Thelma, and I had a lovely visit. It's funny listening to her talk about Grandfather's grandfather being good friends with her father and the things these two men got into. Of course, her daddy was a preacher and Grandfather's grandfather was an utter reprobate, so I imagine it was quite the relationship.
Uncle Tim joined us for lunch again today, before announcing he had to haul a load up to Peachtree City. Yes, he is a truck driver. We are all pleased as punch that he is. Before this, he was working three jobs where he wasn't making money (two of which he was actively losing money on): farming, writing, and being a volunteer fire chief. The former two are the ones he was losing money on. Between him and my aunt, they're making enough to get by on now, which is a pretty fantastic thing, as I see it. But he has to haul some light fixtures up to Peachtree City and then turn around and come back home, but it gives him a paycheck and he's happy with that. Over lunch, we discussed Smokey and the Bandit
, Jackie Gleason, Jerry Reed, and many other things. Personally, I want to watch that movie on a big screen TV with him and Katsuko and see what the hell happens.
I did manage to turn up two Nick/Vachon Forever Knight
fics last night, thanks to links from the Forever Knight
wikia. They're both by the same person, and they're both pretty short, cavity-inducing things, but there isn't enough Heartbreakers fic out there. Part of me wants to beg for Nick/Vachon fics for Christmas, New Years, and/or my birthday. I have needs here, folks, needs that aren't being met. I know it's a rare pairing. I still ship it. Don't make me post that video again, the one by Not Literally.
I'm still trying to turn up additional Heartbreakers fics out there. Yes, it's a small fandom and a rare pairing within it. There ought to be more than three online, though, not counting my own. Me and my damn rare pairing love, I swear. If it's not Bakura/Kaiba, then it's Nick/Vachon, which is apparently even more rare than Bakura/Kaiba... which I would have thought was impossible. Yes, I know Lacroix/Nick is the "accepted" pairing. Gimme Nick/Vachon, dammit!
But other than that, it's a continuing lamentation upon being broke when Things I Want show up for sale, like "I [Godzilla] Japan" shirts
. Because a girl can never have too many Godzilla shirts. If the new movie is worth half a damn, I'll have to go see it multiple times, just so I can wear my Godzilla shirts.
Also, I did the Challenge exercise for today. I did the Digital Clock Challenge
... which resulted in me doing 93 jumping jacks. My shins hurt.
But it's late, and I'm tired and drained and just blegh. I'm gonna go to bed. I wrote a wee bit more on that FK fic, but I'm not going to bother here right now. Maybe once I have some more done.
And that's it. Ciao.