((((Family Zmayhem))))

Fay. I have a great-aunt who moved to Thailand. You should have no problem. She is living on social securiity, $800 a month, and moved there, because on that amount she lives like a queen. She had a weight problem , but has lost ten pounds . She walks everywhere never cooks, eating out all the time. Apparently in spite of its scrumptios nature of Thai food it is easy to eat healthfully in Thai resteraunts.

Also I get the impression from her that though not exactly a free country, Thailand is pretty freewheeling as long as you avoid obvious errors liking dissing their royal family. Kinda like the U.S. in that regard was her comment.

Very very friendly, says great-auntie.

Yay! Loving the anecdotal evidence that one can enjoy Thailand even while being a lass who is wobblier than thou.

Fay, when you visit Seattle, I will be introducing you to the guy I consider your future spouse. Just so you know.

Splendid! Except, you know, I'll be all ablush and tongue-tied, or else in Entertainment Overdrive. But perhaps he'll find that charming? One can but hope...

Wacky Pagan Bowling

blinks. is curious.

... the nice goth-girl's husband is willing to be prowling 30 feet behind her in his car. He will be happy to mount the curb and squash the lecherous grin from your over-entitled faces.

OMG. PeetNGilly4Evah!!!!OTP11!!! Liek, Squeee! (Or, for the English-speakers amongst us: Bless.)

Sucha first world problem I'm having, but.

I'm going to be SO BORED for the next ten days. The flatmate I like AND le bloke, and their entire class, which is pretty much all my friends in Sheffield, are going on a field course. For ten days. I suppose I could do some work or something...

Poor Emmett! Poor Hec! I'm glad he seems to be doing ok, though.

Jars, that does sound boring. Hope you're able to get lots done while they're gone...or at least relax a bit.

I woke up to my head wrap being completely off. Good thing I'm supposed to be taking this thing off today.

Also, there's a strange girl sleeping on the couch in the living room, and I am being a very rude roommate and being on my computer anyway. I'm angry, because Not!Emily left a nasty note about the state of the apartment. DUDE, I've been sick. And how am I supposed to clean when there's a strange girl on my couch?

Poor Emmett! I hope the finger heals quickly.

Owen slept 12 1/2 hours straight last night. I tried to wake him around 7:15 but he was still groggy. I changed his diaper and put him in his pjs and he promptly fell asleep again beside me on the sofa. We gave up and just put him in bed.

Dear Not!Emily,

Have you taken a look at her freaking head? Yeah. That's not a hat.

Ta,
The Bitches

vw, I think I so would clean, with the girl on the couch. I mean, you don't want to upset Not!Emily to the point of note writing, again.

Hec, you can carefully drill a hole in it to let the blood out.

My mother always used spare surgical stuff, but, umm, I doubt you have that around. Last time I slammed my finger tip in the door, I think I used an Exacto.

Oh, and rebuilding the part of the nail that fell off with a gel nail kit TOTALLY helped with the healing process.

Dear Lilly,

When you get a boo-boo, I suggest you show it to *Daddy*; if he's working, wait 'til he gets home. ijs.

Ugh!

Poor Emmett, which was so on my mind, I thought I started my post with what I meant to say about it, which was mainly "Poor Emmett" with a side order of, "Hec, being the parent is so hard. I'm sorry Emmett had the experience at all, but especially when you're having such a hard time, already.

Owen slept 12 1/2 hours straight last night. I tried to wake him around 7:15 but he was still groggy. I changed his diaper and put him in his pjs and he promptly fell asleep again beside me on the sofa. We gave up and just put him in bed.

Awesome! He must have needed it.

Go Owen! Poor tired tyke.

Cindy, it's tempting...oh, so tempting. I was actually so angry when I first saw the note that I almost went and pounded on his door to tell him that his guest needed to leave. I calmed down a bit, though, and am now just typing a lot in the same room where she is trying to sleep.

It's hard, because I hate the state of the house. I want to keep it clean, it's just that things have been a bit out of my control for, oh, about six weeks now. It's very hard to have it pointed out to you, though, that someone else has noticed.

vw, sorry about Not!Emily's assiness. I'd make sure to point out to him that you have other worries besides cleaning the apartment--and that it's also difficult to clean around a sleeping stranger on the sofa.

I will say, though, if it was me, I'd start vaccuming by said stranger's head and be sure to "inadvertantly" run into Not!Emily's door while I was at it. I mean, if he has a timeline for cleaning, it shouldn't matter whether or not he has guests, should it?

I'm glad you're all as evil as I am. Makes me feel, well, a little less evil.

One of Mallory's birthday presents was a LeapFrog thing that comes with animal fronts and butts. You put them in, and if you put in both the horse front and horse back, let's say, you get a bit of trivia about the horse.

HA! I gave that to my niece for Christmas.

Also, vw, I commented in your LJ that note is assy and uncool to the extreme. You're not the fucking housekeeper as he goes swanning around, leaving strangers in your house. ON. THE. LIST.

{{Hec & Emmett}}