Irony is the Shackles of Youth

I saw this sign not once, but twice in different stores on the way back from Shenandoah National Park.

"Antique Tables
Made daily."

As I told miome, someone needs to look up the definition of "antique."

On vacation. We will be doing the ghost tour tonight. Should be interesting.

No writing this weekend.

At gamoid's suggestion, miome and I went to the Museum of Sex. It was interesting. I liked the exhibit on Condoms and the one on Sex in Animals. After that, we went to eat at Carnegie Deli. Sandwiches as big as my head.

After that it was Wicked. It was awesome. Miome and I have a disagreement going on. Both of us agree that the acting in Wicked was phenomenal (much better than Lion King, were older Simba was kind of a whiny brat). However, I still think the visuals in Lion King were better and Miome liked those in Wicked better. We both agree that Lion King had better musical numbers. Of course, we have already started contemplating threesome.

After the show, we walked down to a Italian restaurant where the food was awesome, but damn if they did not bring out three different desserts before they got it right.

One more day in New York, then we'll be heading back to DC. This has been fun. I can't wait to see what we do tomorrow.

Dear digestive tract,

I have not done an unusually large amount of walking. I have not been eating richer food. I have not been under any sort of stress on this trip. So why the hell have I had to run to the bathroom not once, not twice, but three times today? WTF? This is my vacation. Stop ruining!

No love,
Tsaiko

I have the tickets for Wicked booked.

I have Amtrak tickets booked.

Tomorrow, after I am paid, I will book the hotel room.

I'm taking miome to New York for her birthday!

I will try not to use too much of this time gathering information to write Young Avengers fic.

So someone wrote cape slash on the marvel_kink meme, which I read. Last night I dreamt about it. According to my dream, if you leave two capes alone for long enough you wind up with a wet spot composed of a puddle of magic.

I don't even know people.

Also, miome and I are going to be heading to Mammoth Caves for the Labor Day weekend. We may or may not have internet access and our laptops along. Yeah for geology!

miome and I walked the strip tonight. We saw the fountains in front of the Bellagio (where we ate) and saw lions at MGM. Otherwise, we basically just wandered through various hotels and explored. It was awesome. Tomorrow we're going to try and get tickets for a show.

While the room we are staying in is nice, there's one problem. It has a connecting door to the room next to us that is absolutely paper thin. The first night we were here, we got to hear our neighbors talk about relationships. The phrase I remember was "Just tell him that you're not that into him." Keep in mind both voices we could hear coming from the room were male. Next night we heard "If he touches you, punch him in the face." Third night they discussed gambling and whether or not to see a show "to take you mind off of him."

I swear, it was like living next to a yaoi soap opera. I told Miome that I fully expected to hear one of the guys say "Man, I can't believe you slept with him." Alas, the two gentlemen seem to have already left since we have not heard either one of them for over a day.

I am slightly disappointed.

My sister has wireless internet set up at her place, but for some reason neither myself nor my brother-in-law can get onto it. My sister can though. I think this is some sort of conspiracy. I have managed to get on using the wired connection. Yeah internet!

No writing done. I did play several games of freecell yesterday though and do some light editing on several stories. I just didn't feel like advancing any of the plots. Might feel different today.

My feet have been licked by my sister's bulldog. o_O

Happy thanksgiving!

Last night miome and I went on a cruise on Lake Michigan where we ate good food, listened to okay music, watched the Chicago fireworks over the lake from the cruise, and then watched drunk people attempt to dance on a rocking boat. Good times.

The most exciting part though was when our fairly large cruise boat (this thing had three enclosed decks that seated at least 50-60 people each and a fourth observation deck) was hit by a much smaller boat with two decks that could have held 20 people max. I say hit by since at the time we were pretty much stationary or as stationary as a boat can get on choppy water. This was right after we'd almost gotten rammed by a sailboat that had somehow managed to avoid us. There were dozens on boats out on the water trying to watch the fireworks.

Smaller boat was one of them. The captain of the cruise ship blew the horn several times trying to warn smaller boat. Nope. Hit us. Of course, the captain of the smaller was severely displeased by this and started shouting a bunch of fairly foul names at us. This was heard by most of the passengers because we were all outside waiting for the fireworks to start. Most of us just laughed.

Well, captain of the smaller boat decides to reverse and get his boat off ours. In the process, he almost runs into another larger cruise boat. So what do a bunch of bored, mostly drunk adults do when they see this? Why they start shouting helpful hints!

"Watch out behind you!"
"Don't hit their boat like you hit ours!"
"Little bit more. Little bit more. Stop! You're close enough!"

Not good enough for the captain of the smaller boat. He manages to somehow hit our boat again. Well, the US Coast Guard ship didn't take to kindly to that. It came flying over, chewed the smaller vessel out, and made him take his vessel far away from ours. Then focused a spotlight on the vessel until they did. Then the Coast Guard boarded their vessel, probably to check to see if the captain had been partaking of some celebratory booze. We all laughed then moved to another deck to see the awesome fireworks.

As you can see, an exciting time. XD

The free trolleys in Chicago suck great big donkey dick.

My feet hurt.

My stomach needs to stop being a pain (or at least stop causing me pain).

The aquarium and Millennium Park are both awesome.

Also, the first day we were here was the day of the Chicago gay pride parade and we totally didn't know it. Oops?

Today miome and I are off to Chicago for a much needed vacation. I will have limited internet access, so try not to make my friend's list explode. Bye everyone!

Back from Atlanta. I have the worse headache from flying. I'm seriously considering not going to class this evening. My cats love me and have already forgiven me for abandoning them for days. I wrote nothing but I did read all but the last quarter of the Temeraire books that maderr lent me as well as half of the one of the sex lives of the Roman Emperors. I have to admit I spent most of the books rooting for Temeraire/Laurence slash. I'm going to eat some lunch, take some pain killers, and then head back out to the airport to pick up miome at which point I'll decide if I can handle class (which would out me home after 9pm and I'm dead tired at this point).

Also, as a side note, if I complain of being sick in the next few days it is all my sister's fault.