My goodness...
Had a fabulous weekend with the boy and the wee ones. We saw all sorts of nifty things, like wookies and brains and ginormous clams.
More fun than I've had in a while, I must admit...though I do wish my digital camera wasn't so crappy.
Got most of my holiday crap done already, except for the edible and/or parishable goodies, which have yet to be made. [Obviously.]
I've been knitknitknitting and reading lots, which isn't really accomplishing anything, but it makes my mind relax and gives me something to focus on other than my stupid, hectic, going-nowhere life..
Pressing forward...
No hard feelings, ya know?...
Eh, things happen, and I can't allow them to get to me. I'm not the one missing out...
There's [litterally] no heat here, so I had to go out and get more ceramic heat emitters and heat bulbs and other such nonsense for the critters, as it's just far too cold for them and I don't have a place to move them to just yet. Poor bastards. They're lucky I'm obsessed, else I wouldn't care so much.
I took Icarus and the Colonel out and about today, in the car to the pet store after work. The Colonel is too fat for his harness, and I've taken to calling him Chubs McGee when I scritch his chin and scratch his belly. He hangs out in my hood and sleeps, and it ends up choking me. Chubs McGee, indeed...
Office christmas party next week. Oh joyous joy. Not. But, I am going. Some of the folks I work with are pretty dang cool. Old people rock.
The clutter in these rooms is killing me. I packed my stuff up, and now I have nowhere to put it all. Savesavesave, pinchpinchpinch. Hope something comes along soon, I am. Life's too short for me to spend so much of it in this hell hole.
Pizza. I want some.
Actually, I'd like a tomato, broccoli, spinach, chicken and cheese calzone. Yes ma'am. Tomorrow night! Calzones. And cock. It's what I'm craving, and I'm going to have both tomorrow night, come hell or high water...
Speaking of coming...
while thinking about a certain someone today, I touched my naughty bits so vigerously so much that it not only made my vagina hurt, but it somehow made under my fingernails bleed, like it ripped the skin away a little..? Oh my!
Eh, I don't really have anything to say, I guess. But...do I ever?
I guess it's better when I don't have a lot to say, since I don't speak much when I'm content with life. [But you can't shut me up if I'm having a my-life-sucks day...go figure...]
Anyway, SGland, have a good week...
Had a fabulous weekend with the boy and the wee ones. We saw all sorts of nifty things, like wookies and brains and ginormous clams.
More fun than I've had in a while, I must admit...though I do wish my digital camera wasn't so crappy.
Got most of my holiday crap done already, except for the edible and/or parishable goodies, which have yet to be made. [Obviously.]
I've been knitknitknitting and reading lots, which isn't really accomplishing anything, but it makes my mind relax and gives me something to focus on other than my stupid, hectic, going-nowhere life..
Pressing forward...
No hard feelings, ya know?...
Eh, things happen, and I can't allow them to get to me. I'm not the one missing out...
There's [litterally] no heat here, so I had to go out and get more ceramic heat emitters and heat bulbs and other such nonsense for the critters, as it's just far too cold for them and I don't have a place to move them to just yet. Poor bastards. They're lucky I'm obsessed, else I wouldn't care so much.
I took Icarus and the Colonel out and about today, in the car to the pet store after work. The Colonel is too fat for his harness, and I've taken to calling him Chubs McGee when I scritch his chin and scratch his belly. He hangs out in my hood and sleeps, and it ends up choking me. Chubs McGee, indeed...
Office christmas party next week. Oh joyous joy. Not. But, I am going. Some of the folks I work with are pretty dang cool. Old people rock.
The clutter in these rooms is killing me. I packed my stuff up, and now I have nowhere to put it all. Savesavesave, pinchpinchpinch. Hope something comes along soon, I am. Life's too short for me to spend so much of it in this hell hole.
Pizza. I want some.
Actually, I'd like a tomato, broccoli, spinach, chicken and cheese calzone. Yes ma'am. Tomorrow night! Calzones. And cock. It's what I'm craving, and I'm going to have both tomorrow night, come hell or high water...
Speaking of coming...
while thinking about a certain someone today, I touched my naughty bits so vigerously so much that it not only made my vagina hurt, but it somehow made under my fingernails bleed, like it ripped the skin away a little..? Oh my!
Eh, I don't really have anything to say, I guess. But...do I ever?
I guess it's better when I don't have a lot to say, since I don't speak much when I'm content with life. [But you can't shut me up if I'm having a my-life-sucks day...go figure...]
Anyway, SGland, have a good week...