themeletor | (no subject)

So visiting mum in the hospital was actually rather decent. Fun, even, after Waukesha Memorial was done with actively evil-being. Example through Conversation:

Me: .:: calls a la cell ::. ... MOMMY!
Her: What?
Me: I followed the signs to the parking structure and it trapped me on a one-way street going THE WRONG WAY!
Her: Oh. .:: uses super-chaplain-hospital-employee powers to direct me back around to the West Lot ::.
Me: Mommy, the hospital hates me!
Her: It hates everybody.

When I got up to her room some guy from St James was there, and he congratulated me on my National Merit Finalist standings, and I had no idea how he knew about it. Oh well. He left, and we watched Chocolat and split a piece of cheesecake and fangirled over Johnny Depp. Bonding time, you know. ...Okay, he ATE a WORM! How cool is that? (Well sorta ate it. I realize that.) Basically, yeah. Johnny Depp is sexy. And I don't care what they claim, hospital cheesecake does not taste quality authentic.

And in the wave of off-kilter satiric!squicky-fics, what do I write (note, I do have a satiric!squicky-fic on the back -- er, middle burner)? I write original fiction. I'm the wrong sort of crazy. But I'm proud of this thing anyway, I do have to say.

By the way, did anyone have prods for me feedback-wise? Because I'm ehh about sifting through all of everything, and... pliff. Fine.

(P.S. -

gambling_pirate sent me presents! She ought to get hers Monday on the dot, but I got mine early. Coat, boat, and boat in bottle. Seriously... seriously! I have boats! This makes me so incredibly unbelieveably happy... BOATS! ... [/endfetishist] )