For a variety of reasons, I've been hesitant to post about this -- but if you've seen me in the past month or so, it's been reasonably obvious: Z. and I are expecting a baby, come mid-September. (It could have been "too many cookies," as
yahtzee63 suggested, but when two people on NJ Transit tried to give me their seats, I thought maybe it was clearer. But since then not a single person has offered like treatment on the DC Metro, which either throws the obviousness of my status into doubt or revises my beliefs about the relative friendliness of DC folks vs. New Yorkers.) Anyhow, Z. likes to call him "Shemp" or "Django"; I just roll my eyes. I wanted "Rivkid" to work, but it just doesn't.
I don't expect the journal content to change much -- though frequency of posting may eventually drop further! But I'm still thinking book reviews and fanfic as my general subjects. I may do a post of pregnancy books I found useful, and not so useful. And speaking of fanfic, help a girl out: If Superman were a spy, what sort of covert missions would be good? I want stuff that uses his unique talents while still staying covert, which is to say that punching holes in walls should not be a mission priority.
I don't expect the journal content to change much -- though frequency of posting may eventually drop further! But I'm still thinking book reviews and fanfic as my general subjects. I may do a post of pregnancy books I found useful, and not so useful. And speaking of fanfic, help a girl out: If Superman were a spy, what sort of covert missions would be good? I want stuff that uses his unique talents while still staying covert, which is to say that punching holes in walls should not be a mission priority.
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Also, anything where something had to be picked up by a courier in one place and gotten somewhere else really quickly, which could also lead to Clark getting to bitch about how no one ever calls the Flash for this sort of thing when they really should.
And congratulations again! Glad things continue to go well. I like the 'too many cookies' explanation, though. (Seat-giving is hardly a, well, given, as my sister can testify from her one time riding the subway while seven months pregnant with Frick and Frack.)