Lord have mercy on their souls...

...for they do this every single time I go on vacation.

Is there an unwritten rule that when a person is to go on vacation, their work load has to increase in direct correlation to that vacation time? So if I'm off two days, work has to double for the amount of time I'm here.

Yeesh.

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Three days until I leave for L3Con! Yippee! chiri_chan, we need to coordinate girl. Arrival times so I can find you and hug you to death and then we can drag our tired butts to the hotel.

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Father's Day was sweet and all. I, unfortunately, am not a sentimental person, even when I'm sentimental. It's weird. I love history. I love history of my family. I love reminiscing. But I'm not mushy. I love *talking* about the history stuff, but as soon as someone gets weepy and mushy, I cringe.

I'm such a guy.

But we got my dad a DVD for Father's Day. Ooohh. *g* I know, really special, right? As he was opening it he kept trying to guess which edition of Lord of the Rings it was. Thanks to the fact that I am his daughter and remember odd crap, he instead got (because Two Towers is his birthday present) Monty Python and the Holy Grail. He *loved* it. My sister is much better about buying presents for mom, while I rock for dad (even though my brother-in-law does have the guy edge with dad).

Because everyone loves ME!

You know, I didn't notice it until now, but obviously all scheduling of L3Con was done around my NASCAR viewing schedule. *snerk*

Because this Sunday's race will be on FX. Cable. Which I do not have. So I would have missed it anyway.

And I'll be in California. Hee.

My fandom is subliminal

I have mentioned on many occassions that my fannish love for Superman goes back to when I was five years old. I saw the movie and realized my dad looked like Christopher Reeve. The coolness of having your dad look like Superman is just...out of this world.

I remember watching the 80s cartoon. I sort of watched Superboy. Lois & Clark? A favorite until the frog. Smallville...I was there.

I was looking for some information on Superman Homepage and...let's just say I scared myself silly.

Ladies and gentlemen, I am Lois Lane.

Take a look at that screenshot from the 80s cartoon. *whimper* That's my hair. That IS my hair. Those of you getting ready to see me in three days...that's my hair. Okay, my hair is red, and there are kicky longer pieces right at the front, but in NC humidity then tend to curl inward.

I have subliminally been seeking to be Lois Lane since I was a child. *facepalm*

So...

Do you think the airline would let me carry a metal lunchbox as a purse?

*g* But it's Superman!