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averygoodun42) wrote2010-10-14 09:29 am
averygoodun42) wrote2010-10-14 09:29 am
Bah (bah black sheep)
I have that song stuck in my head.
My face feels all imminent splody. It doesn't look it, but it sure feels like it's swollen to the point of puffiness on the outside as well as on the inside.
Throat is still sore from stomach upset episode.
There are piles and piles of dishes to do, even though doing them just means arranging them in the dishwasher.
The dishwasher really will need to be replaced soon. The godawful grinding noise is now accompanied by residue.
Need to remember passwords and shit. Fuck me.
Am at the final stages of art project, so my damned procrastination has got all hot and melty, and is due to cool down and jam the works right proper in three... two... one...
Am a shit parent, and have written proof thereof.
Don' wanna grow up. Bein' forced to.
Have workshop junk (non-chuckable) littering the family room and back entry. And stairs. And no time or energy to get rid of it properly right now.
However, I believe all the trash is out on the curb, including the big trash bag's worth from the workshop. Workshop is still not clean, as that still requires organizing it, but there's now room to work, and about two pounds less saw dust lying around. Not to mention I am able to walk into the walk-in closet, even with Friend's bike in there.
Babe's been having a ball with the construction paper I dug out of the workshop closet. He made a Star Wars (episode IV) puppet show yesterday, with a Darth Vader mask, escape pod, cheese wedge and Rebel Alliance ships and a really cool torture droid. Young Grasshopper is well on his way.
Cabbage. I bought some that actually has some zip to it, and it was a very yummy post-dinner snack. (It was also yummy in dinner, cooked, but I enjoyed it far more raw.)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I take back everything bad I may have said about the show. It is awesome. *<3's Joss Whedon*
And now to decide what three things I need to do today. Two things, really, as cleaning the bathroom is automatically in the three, as someone's coming over this evening.
And what order to do them in...
Bah.
My face feels all imminent splody. It doesn't look it, but it sure feels like it's swollen to the point of puffiness on the outside as well as on the inside.
Throat is still sore from stomach upset episode.
There are piles and piles of dishes to do, even though doing them just means arranging them in the dishwasher.
The dishwasher really will need to be replaced soon. The godawful grinding noise is now accompanied by residue.
Need to remember passwords and shit. Fuck me.
Am at the final stages of art project, so my damned procrastination has got all hot and melty, and is due to cool down and jam the works right proper in three... two... one...
Am a shit parent, and have written proof thereof.
Don' wanna grow up. Bein' forced to.
Have workshop junk (non-chuckable) littering the family room and back entry. And stairs. And no time or energy to get rid of it properly right now.
However, I believe all the trash is out on the curb, including the big trash bag's worth from the workshop. Workshop is still not clean, as that still requires organizing it, but there's now room to work, and about two pounds less saw dust lying around. Not to mention I am able to walk into the walk-in closet, even with Friend's bike in there.
Babe's been having a ball with the construction paper I dug out of the workshop closet. He made a Star Wars (episode IV) puppet show yesterday, with a Darth Vader mask, escape pod, cheese wedge and Rebel Alliance ships and a really cool torture droid. Young Grasshopper is well on his way.
Cabbage. I bought some that actually has some zip to it, and it was a very yummy post-dinner snack. (It was also yummy in dinner, cooked, but I enjoyed it far more raw.)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I take back everything bad I may have said about the show. It is awesome. *<3's Joss Whedon*
And now to decide what three things I need to do today. Two things, really, as cleaning the bathroom is automatically in the three, as someone's coming over this evening.
And what order to do them in...
Bah.