Lyra, that's (sadly) close to what's normal for me, but you might want to call your doctor and have it checked out.
The longer my hair gets, the more wave it has.
The result of this is that, when I have actually long hair, I frequently have to explain to hairdressers that I'm not growing out a perm.
sj, my connection went away, and now isn't strong enough for AIM. I will be bac when I can.
Cute kids Deena and Cash! Kara looks less dangerous than I expected.
In kid news, Leif's new hobby is knocking over furniture. Luckily, the heavy stuff is mostly screwed into wall studs and can't be knocked over.
Can someone send me a rush order of chocolate? Or a weapon?
Nicole, are you me? Am I you?
(See LJ -- not Lyra Jane -- for explanation. One duck too many just nibbled at me, and now I want to smite everyone. EVERYONE. Including myself, because I'm annoying myself and therefore need to be smote. Meh. Bah. Grrr.)
Adds buy chocolate to the to do list for tomorrow.
Adds buy chocolate to the to do list for tomorrow.
Heh. I have chocolate at home. What I want is more pizza. Which I also have at home. (Really, I stocked up for you guys!)
I'll be giddy tomorrow, because I get PerkinsPerkinsPerkinsPerkins!!! And also SASASASASA!!! And then on Friday, CashmereCashmereCashmereCashmere and Big O.Big O.Big O.Big O.!!!
But today, I smite.
Can someone send me a rush order of chocolate? Or a weapon?
Only if someone else can explain to my boss that it is vitally important that I be allowed to go home and dither about what I want to wear to Goth Night tonight, instead of trying to focus on editing UI mock-ups.
Can someone send me a rush order of chocolate? Or a weapon?
Starts carving a pistol from a solid block of chocolate.
This is a nasty, nasty little bug I've got. I wanna be better already!
Plus, I miss my dog.
t /whine
Actually, I'll probably keep whining, so I should leave that tag open.
Ah,
fuck *me*,
Super-Scary Reactionary Female leg thinks I'm cute and inspiring.
Shoot me now.
(Make one quip about being a pinko tree hugger from a wheelchair, and I'm branded.)
I'm Scary...the Liberal agenda Made Flesh.
Grr argh, eh?(Because you know it's Canadian.)
Damn it.