Random Acts of Misha Pic!Spam

...I would apologize, but I'm not really sorry. My journal just felt nekid without Misha!spam.

( Because it came up at dailymisha )

( It's Misha, do you need more reason? )

( Mys' smirking eviiiiiiil Misha of doom )

Okay, so it's not Misha, but it is much with the happy making and I like to be able to find it on my journal, so there :-P
( Too Many Enemy Tampons!!!!!!! )

And Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays f-listies!!!!!! *hugs and homemade eggnog all around*

R/L- This is not the post you're looking for

So now that I've fangrrled all over the place, how 'bout some boring stuff! (with some fandoming thrown in 'cause I really am that pathetic, lol)

On the loony tunes front, p-doc upped me to 600 mg last week and... well, manic much? Last week it was kinda useful, (before he upped the dosage) I was doing all sorts of stuff too fast to even notice, but the weird part was that I was actually FINISHING whatever I was working on before getting distracted by the new shiny. Now I'm still all over the place but it's more "normal", can't follow one train of thought before it crashes head long into another. Mys- the mental trainwreck, lol. On the upside the shakes are gone and my muses are still around just having trouble focusing them *grrr*
And Pup's not helping that much, she's trying to, but... like t'other day we're both in the kitchen cooking and she starts in on whether or not it was possible that I was 'faking' (as in thinking I was therefore I was) having this manic bout I'm having. What the FUCK kind of question is that? I tried to stay calm and tell her how I could tell, that it was a difference in how your brain felt and if you had to you could stop it if it was one of those 'self-induced' things. But it still hurt that she didn't believe me, or at least acted like she didn't believe me. *pouts*
And then there was this other thing, a couple weeks ago, she was trying to understand how I was feeling (esp since the doc usually talks to her on the phone when he's checking up on me- that whole language barrier thing), but everytime I got something across so she understood she'd be all "Well, I'm not telling the doctor that! That's a sure way to get you locked up!", so WTF I'm supposed to only tell half of how I'm feeling, or what my triggers are? Hello, doesn't make a lick of sense!!! *is confuzzled* Makes me want to just fuck it all and not do anything for it. *grrr*

I'm going through SPN withdrawal... but that's neither here, nor there, just thought I'd mention it, lol.

Well, it's pretty obvious I survived the holidays (thank gods), I got to cook again this year, though no one really eats my food- something about it being weird American food, lol. Anyway, the reason I wound up cooking was because of HRH's boytoy, he's awesome (no you can't have him, both me and the missus have called dibs, followed by my mom, so yeah there's a line- take a number). He heard that last year I did a full on American Christmas dinner and announced to HRH that they were spending Christmas with us, lol. This had apparently been a bone of contention until then, lol. Anyway, we comprimized and did the American dinner the day before (which was actually two days before, since they insist on celebrating Christmas on the 24th instead of the 25th- I think they do it just to confuse everyone else, lol) and the traditional dinner the day of. *shakes head*

Is it justifiable homicide to kill the HS? She's being uber-bitch! I really hate children... really, really hate them. Haha, even my p-doc realized this last time I saw him... it's kinda freaky, his only concern was whether it was like babies or older school aged children... he just kinda smiled and said ok, and we went on, lol. Have I mentioned my p-doc is pretty damn cool, lol.

Oh, yeah, I have a question for you fandom type ppl- I'm working on a fanmix, well, two actually, but I'm never sure what the 'acceptable' number of tracks to have is, so any words of wisdom?
*waits and listens to the crickets*