this is how rad my sister is:
phone ringing (incidentally my home telephone rings to the tune danny boy)
me:hello?
Deven: hiya, whacha doi'n?
me: nada, eati'n dinner
Deven: whacha eati'n?
me: soba noodles and miso broth, i have a cold.
Deven: yummy, but i win. i made fried chicken tonight, it was righteous.
me: fuck head, i want some. come over. and bring tissue.
Deven: bringing me to the reason I called- and no i do not want to come over and catch your funk.
me: uh, oh.....
Deven, well, maybe. Mom wanted to surprise you, but i thought i would give you a head's up just in case...
me: uh, oh....
Deven: she's leaving tomorrow night and driving up to see you.
me: huh?
Deven: she will be there monday evening.
me: HUH!?!@#%$&**
Deven: yeah, dude. hide the bong.
(which if you know me, and my sister, that should be the opposite since she is the weed smoker in the family, and I do not partake)
me: lol (cuz that is wayyy funny to me because of the aforementioned reason)
Deven, k, love you byeee!!!!
me: wait, are you kidding?
Deven: nein, totally serio. she's coming. to see you. as in right now, as we speak. have fun with that!
me: asshole.
Deven: i know. hows the weather there any way? its like, 75 and sunny here at the beach.
(when Deven says at the beach she literally means it. she lives ON the beach in an awesome house)
me: whore. 29 and frigid as fuck. first snow like super soon. way earlier than last year.
Deven: okay, well im going back to my fried chicken and mashed potatoes and total awesomeness.
me: eat a bag of dicks. and i love you, thanks for the heads up.
Deven: ill call you tomorrow to update you on impending arrival. I now have a bong rip and an episode of wild boyz awaiting me.
me: tell chris pontius i love him long time
Deven: not before i do.
me: no thanks on sloppy seconds....
Deven: oh by the way:
me: jes?
Deven: i am coming up for the week of thanksgiving, so you betta be ready sucka!!!!!!!
me: YEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!
Deven: love you bye!
me: hooray! love you bye!
((click))
how rad is that???
the timing is bad, but then again, it's my mom, and seeing her will be really awesome. it just sucks because i pretty much have to work the whole time and if i take any time off i will be realllly behind the next week on some pretty huge projects that i'm dealing with.
but then i remind myself... its only wine. and it will be here when she leaves, so fuck it and i'm taking the week off to hang out with my mother. prepare for food fest of retarted proportions (3 chefs together in one house) and wine consuming of the highest level. there will be chilling by the fire place and perusing of antique stores, farmers markets, and drinking of hot toddies.
and as far as my sister coming up next month???? fucking un-real amounts of fun await. i cannot even tell you. she and her husband are the best.
edited to say:
life is good..
edited again to say:
my front yard and porch is all decorated for halloween... complete with life sized bride of frankenstein that sways and moans and has creepy glowing eyes, a life sized mummy that grabs at you and has gross white milky glowing eyes, skeletons with decomposing flesh oozing off of them coming out of my front lawn and tons of rad grave stones, creepy lights, tons of spider webs, ripped up blood stained gauze hanging from the rafters and trees complete with fake feathered ravens all over the place.... we even made this awesome sign for out front door that says MORGUE in imposing, scary letters (carving into foam and spray painting it is really amazing! try it! that's how we made our tomb stones as well)
come to our trick -or-treat party!
phone ringing (incidentally my home telephone rings to the tune danny boy)
me:hello?
Deven: hiya, whacha doi'n?
me: nada, eati'n dinner
Deven: whacha eati'n?
me: soba noodles and miso broth, i have a cold.
Deven: yummy, but i win. i made fried chicken tonight, it was righteous.
me: fuck head, i want some. come over. and bring tissue.
Deven: bringing me to the reason I called- and no i do not want to come over and catch your funk.
me: uh, oh.....
Deven, well, maybe. Mom wanted to surprise you, but i thought i would give you a head's up just in case...
me: uh, oh....
Deven: she's leaving tomorrow night and driving up to see you.
me: huh?
Deven: she will be there monday evening.
me: HUH!?!@#%$&**
Deven: yeah, dude. hide the bong.
(which if you know me, and my sister, that should be the opposite since she is the weed smoker in the family, and I do not partake)
me: lol (cuz that is wayyy funny to me because of the aforementioned reason)
Deven, k, love you byeee!!!!
me: wait, are you kidding?
Deven: nein, totally serio. she's coming. to see you. as in right now, as we speak. have fun with that!
me: asshole.
Deven: i know. hows the weather there any way? its like, 75 and sunny here at the beach.
(when Deven says at the beach she literally means it. she lives ON the beach in an awesome house)
me: whore. 29 and frigid as fuck. first snow like super soon. way earlier than last year.
Deven: okay, well im going back to my fried chicken and mashed potatoes and total awesomeness.
me: eat a bag of dicks. and i love you, thanks for the heads up.
Deven: ill call you tomorrow to update you on impending arrival. I now have a bong rip and an episode of wild boyz awaiting me.
me: tell chris pontius i love him long time
Deven: not before i do.
me: no thanks on sloppy seconds....
Deven: oh by the way:
me: jes?
Deven: i am coming up for the week of thanksgiving, so you betta be ready sucka!!!!!!!
me: YEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!
Deven: love you bye!
me: hooray! love you bye!
((click))
how rad is that???
the timing is bad, but then again, it's my mom, and seeing her will be really awesome. it just sucks because i pretty much have to work the whole time and if i take any time off i will be realllly behind the next week on some pretty huge projects that i'm dealing with.
but then i remind myself... its only wine. and it will be here when she leaves, so fuck it and i'm taking the week off to hang out with my mother. prepare for food fest of retarted proportions (3 chefs together in one house) and wine consuming of the highest level. there will be chilling by the fire place and perusing of antique stores, farmers markets, and drinking of hot toddies.
and as far as my sister coming up next month???? fucking un-real amounts of fun await. i cannot even tell you. she and her husband are the best.
edited to say:
life is good..
edited again to say:
my front yard and porch is all decorated for halloween... complete with life sized bride of frankenstein that sways and moans and has creepy glowing eyes, a life sized mummy that grabs at you and has gross white milky glowing eyes, skeletons with decomposing flesh oozing off of them coming out of my front lawn and tons of rad grave stones, creepy lights, tons of spider webs, ripped up blood stained gauze hanging from the rafters and trees complete with fake feathered ravens all over the place.... we even made this awesome sign for out front door that says MORGUE in imposing, scary letters (carving into foam and spray painting it is really amazing! try it! that's how we made our tomb stones as well)
come to our trick -or-treat party!
throttlebitch:
Awesome
throttlebitch:
Maybe just a little bit