I had pie for breakfast. (Mostly because there was nothing else, but also? PIE.)
I did not have pie for breakfast. But I'm having poundcake for lunch.. does that count?
I'm very tired and very busy and very poor.
Other than that, I'm okay. *clings*
Yis. All of those. Feh. We deserve minions. Hot minions who will rub our feet and bring us mojitos and fan our brows.
Min. For my birthday fic? Can it be happy? I need happy. But I understand if your brain won't let you do that now. :)
Possibly the best dietary decision ever made. Ever.
conference call Melly. going on right now. sucking my brain out my ears.
I want to eat lunch with you at Cheesecake Factory again. Only I'd like everybody to get to go this time.
I would also like a honking big slice of cheesecake...something either orangey or chocolatey or perhaps even both.
Also, I want salt. someone needs to fetch me a salt lick, like now.
Also also, soooo coooold Melly. when will my internal thermostat be right again? huh? *puts cold feetses on your leg*
AHHHH!! AHHHHHH!!! GET THOSE ICEBERGS OFF ME! OMG! FROZEN LEG!
Melly Melly Melly your first paragraph and my brain are getting married, and we're all Pier One girls, too.
I love you. You give me hope, even when you don't feel it yourself.
You're pretty hot, too. Woof woof. <3
I'm just so tired. And I don't know how much of that is actual sleep deprivation and how much of it is just avoidance. Blech. But I have a weekend free. If you look at my dayplanner for this weekend it's filled in. On Saturday it says "Fuck" and on Sunday it says "You".. which is how I'm responding to the idea of scheduling anything else. And then next week? Next week I get old.
How are you? How's the pile of metal?
You know what I love about you? I love how big your heart is. I love how much room is in there and how incredibly loyal you are. And I love how you don't think that a fundamentally snarky nature is incompatible with being a good person.
And I love how your butt looks in my jammie pants.
2004-11-16 10:33 am (UTC)
Re: This too shall pass
Oh I know.. I'm just tired of being stuck at mostly the same point in my life.. which is not nearly far enough along. :)
Free stuff is great.. oh, the other thing in the pile of stuff she sent me home with? Some gorgeous tribal jewelry just like the stuff we buy at Pennsic.. she bought it in the middle east on one her duty tours and just never did anything with it. So she just gave it to me. WOOO!!
Alex, can I go home now?
Squeezes Melly like fresh lemons - I'm having the same kind of moment ... it's Tuesday - only Tuesday? And my, oh my, look at that -- if I'd of stayed married to bonehead (Jim) We'd be celebrating 19 years of marriage _today_ *falls over, thunks head*
Oh, and on VH1 - they had a little special on the 20th anniversary of "Feed the World" and how they're re-doing it for this holiday with all then new current, popular singers ...and I looked at the TV, which was obviously speaking Russian now, and thought - you can't be farking serious? I cannot, absolu-fucking-lutely cannot be 20 years ago.
When did I get to be this age, and how come I don't feel better, more grown up and smarter? I just feel ... *bleh*
You mentioned running away and petting alpacas at your house -- did one of those alpaca follow you home from Ecuador for me? ~hopes~
Actually, nothing followed me home from Ecuador.. given the impending car repair and the news of the layoff I couldn't do the upfront payout even long enough to get them home and get paid back. I'm sorry. But I'll keep in touch with Brett and when it comes time for the next one I'll have him bring stuff home.
I don't feel like a grown-up, Mym. I don't feel mature or responsible. And I certainly don't feel 30. How did I get to be 30 and unable to buy myself a winter coat?
Jesus, that was remarkably solipsistic and melodramatic. Clearly I need a break. And some sunshine. Have you been outside? It's so pretty.
*sits you on my lap*
Melliest. I love you, full stop.
And if you want them, I offer my "Lost" tapes (all 8 episodes, 9 if you add this week) for a marathon during your weekend of no schedule. *snuggles you*
Nothing else to say. Just lots of leetle internerd hearts.
Lala... I adore you. If it turns out my car is rilly rilly fixed what would you think about a road trip at some point?
Dude... tapes? Rilly?
Mellylicious Melly -- I don't know what to say.
Yay for your car and new dance teacher. yay for good food on weekend at SCA event. MOST DEFINITELY ya for sitting still with Cait.
Just bunches of honey nut cheerio yays for you. Hope your day gets better :)
It's getting gradually better.. and when the hormones even out it'll be better. :)
Hey you hot almost thirty year old... for my thirtieth ('cause, you know, I was a complete slacker when I was thirty), I had a party in the basement I was living in ('cause, you know, I was seeing Mym then, and she wouldn't let me get old without a party...), and I ended up getting a slot car set for my birthday, so we ended up just using one piece of track and seeing how far we could make the car fly and land in one of the black stadium cups. This was much later in the evening.
Anyway, we're apparently having bad movie night saturday, so if you feel energetic, yer most welcome to come, drink frozen girly drinks, and hoot at the screen with us. Hella long drive, I know, but if'n you wanna, I would cherish your company.
And if'n you feeling like a real crazy girl, we're gonna try to go to the club Friday night. Just sayin'.
I, personally, am a hard core introvert, and can completely understand the "um, not this weekend" thang. Is _all_ cool.
But yer still a damn hottie.
I'm going to say this because I know you will COMPLETELY understand... Both movie night and spectating at the club sound lovely... I haven't the faintest idea what I'm going to be up for yet. I'll let you know. :)
And I think the idea of a party that devolves into launching cars into beverage containers is exactly the kind of party I'd be aiming for. I had originally planned a drinking weekend in Pittsburgh.. but then again I had originally planned on being employed and having a while to wait on the car repairs too. Feh. Perhaps I get old next year?
oh look. I'm back again. sorreh.
I generally avoid talking about my age to folks here, 'cause I'm old as dirt, but
Mellymine, I am about to turn 41. I am still not grown up, and I don't expect I'll ever be. I've decided that growing up isn't really the point. I hope that you won't really be upset about turning 30 next week, but if you are, please know that you can come and bitch about it to me any time, 'k?
How are you guys?
And a poorly condition it is.
Hold on a damn minute here. Okay, lets see....
"I'm in a bad mood, laid off, unmotivated etc"
Okay, check, got that. That sucks, but I talked to you on the phone and I have puke green hair, so you can just buck up little camper.
The part I don't understand, and you didnt mention on the phone. WTF is a "landlord walkthrough" exactley? Hmmmmm? When one of those happens here we usually call it breaking and entering. Does he want to make sure you dont have 12 mexicans living under your bed or that you and Matt arent skinning goats in the bathroom or what? What if you had some elaborate porno soundstage setup in your bedroom? Is that a violation of the lease agreement? What about a meth lab? Genetic testing? could you get in trouble for that? Does he want to make sure the curtains match the rug? That your video tapes are arranged by genre, or by director? That perhaps you have set up a paintball obstacle course, tipped the fridge over and are using as it as base? What?
You are such a damn goofball sometimes. :) She wants to check the water filter, the carbon monoxide sensor, and the batteries in the smoke alarms.
*wave* hi. *scuffs toe of shoe on floor* we've not met, actually, so grain of salt and all that, but: hormones are SO god/gan/eru/whoever's idea of a practical joke on women. sounds like you have plenty of perfectly valid reasons to be unmotivated, dejected, angry, etc., even without the hormonal interference.
also you have an admirer in alabama, fwiw.
hope things start looking up soon, and that you feel better even sooner.
I blame fate for all the reasons to be irritated and fed up, I blame hormones for wanting to eat my shoe if you put enough salt and sugar on it. ;)
I'm feeling remarkably better today, believe it or not (and thank you for the good wishes).. I needed that dance class last night and I needed hugs from Matt and I needed to actually get my resume finished (which I just did not half an hour ago). Once I actually banged that out I almost immediately got mail from my stepmother offering me all the inside job posting sites for her government office and volunteering to put in a good word for me.. which kinda restored my faith in a whole lot of stuff.
I see you commenting everywhere and I saw you pop up on the "friend of" list but I didn't want to be all "OMG WHO ARE YOU COME SAY HI TELL US FOUR THINGS ABOUT YOU!" and like that.. so.. I'm glad you commented.. hi. :)