2) ‘Camp’ is over. I am super sad. There was a shot in the episode of Mack closing up the mess hall; chairs pushed in, room empty, shutting the door behind her, and a well of tears sprung to my eyes. Then they did the overhead shot of all the cars pulling out, driving off down the dirt road and more tears welled up and then Buzz had his last final line, looking right at the camera, and the end credits came up - and this strangled whimper came out of me. I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S OVER! AND WE DON’T EVEN KNOW IF THEY ARE COMING BACK!! YOU MUST COME BACK TO ME, SHOW!!
3) I worked with a new aide at therapy today. I mentioned that I'm excited about ‘Marvel’s Agents of Shield’ premiering and she said, “What’s that?” and I told her it’s based off a Marvel character from the Avengers movie and she said, “No, I mean, what’s Marvel? I don’t watch a lot of TV.” SERIOUSLY? I was like, “Marvel? The biggest comic book industry that’s been around for like 70 years?” Nope, she didn’t know what it was. I said, “Avengers? Fantastic Four? The X-Men? Spiderman? You know who Spiderman is right?” She says, “Wait! I know that one. Or, no, I’m thinking of Superman.” I spent about fifteen minutes schooling her and then gave her homework to do later. SHE DIDN’T KNOW WHO SPIDERMAN WAS. Not even peripherally. She said she’d heard of The X-Men but she didn’t know what that meant. I CAN’T EVEN. I know not everyone is a geek who likes these things, but doesn’t everyone at least know who Spiderman is?
4) In Real Life News, the roofers claim they will be done tomorrow. I thought they were going to be done today and I was really looking forward to all the sleep I was going to get on Saturday morning. But I can do one more day of this. ONE MORE DAY. And then blissful, beautiful silence. It hasn’t even been horribly loud since Tuesday, but there is sudden banging and crashing and the sound of people walking around right behind me and it is creepy - it sounds like they are IN MY HOUSE. Also, I worked with my new therapist and I LOVE HIM. He is charming and quirky and easy to talk to and he literally just did everything I told him to do and I finally found someone who is not afraid to push and beat on my neck! I think he may have even left a bruise he pushed so hard and it feels so loose - sore, but loose - AND I FEEL GREATLY RELIEVED. Whew.
5) I’ve written 7,000 words since last Thursday! Holy crap, YES. This is good, because now I can watch a shit-ton of baseball this week and not worry that I am not writing enough. But…I NEED HELP FROM MY TEEN WOLF FLISTIES to get this fic in the bag! Can you guys answer the following questions (if there are canon answers to these questions): What color are Isaac’s werewolf eyes? What color are Derek’s werewolf eyes at the end of S3? How old is Isaac at the end of S3? Do we know what happens to werewolves when they get cut by a silver blade? THANKS, GANG!
Tomorrow I am hanging with The BFF and going to Outback Steakhouse with my girls! Then on Sunday I am catching up on comments and my Flist, so that on Monday I can jump feet first back into my mega-fic that is patiently waiting for me in the corner. HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND, GUYS!!!