Now the boobies are mine! All mine!

Now there's a hell of a line to enter to...

I'm in love! [link]

I could get out of bed and stumble into school!

So far today, I've cleaned a little of my apartment, bought a fan and some filing folders and stuff, and ordered a new printer and a shredder online. Also loaded dirty dishes into the dishwasher. Now I'm eating lunch (mac and cheese -- the orange Annie's kind), and once I'm done, I'm going to try to organize my desk. (First step: get rid of old broken printer that's been taking up space for a year.)

In re House, I've done that. About gas. Then it was almost like I heard his voice telling me "Chew your food, you moron." in the clinic and I had to laugh at myself. But I have to wonder if doctors these days aren't getting like "She's got a sinus infection. Why are we talking about sex?"

t waves

I did get back to sleep. Thanks everyone. Showering and starting my day now. It's gorgeous outside--mid 70's and full sun.

Hey Kristin, I think your head was just flushing out the bad to make room for all the good coming in less than a week.

Hey, it's a good theory!

Well, I haven't seen him yet today, although he looks to be up. The real problem is that last weekend I came home late, and as I was walking from my car to the house a car came creeping in behind me with the lights out. It wasn't a car I recognized, and for a little bit really gave me a scare since it was pretty late. I came in the house, up the stairs, saw the light on in the bathroom and knew mom was sort of awake, almost talked to her but then saw it was the boys coming in, felt mom might see/hear and then went to bed. The next day she was talking to me about them coming in the house when they should have been in the house all along, so I mentioned the car and no lights sneaking in thing. We got our signals crossed for a little bit, because it turns out I saw the boys coming into the house with their girlfriends, and then she caught them coming back into the house at 3:30 after they dropped the girlfriends back at their homes.

She knew she had to leave town this weekend and next, and asked me to keep an eye on things, to make sure nothing really bad is happening. She's also concerned about the girlfriend and her parents, because they're fairly strict. I am a fairly light sleeper, so my spidey sense pinged and I thought I'd check on things. My real issue is that they're sneaking around in the middle of the night. I care less about whether they are or are not fooling around, but picking her up after all parents have gone to sleep just really bugs me.

Now the boobies are mine! All mine!

Now there's a hell of a line to enter to...

nods

All your boobies are belong to me!

looks down.

Huh. Actually, that's overegging the pudding. Or gilding the lily. Or something. I really don't need any more boobage.

Do you know what a wet willie is by the way? It's a wet finger in an ear, FYI. I know, I thought it was odd when I first heard of it too.

...that...is a considerable relief. Really. Gosh. I had no notion. The visuals were entirely unexpected, I assure you. And involved jello, naturally.

I think I may need a cold shower, actually. Or a nice lie down.

Meanwhile t first world troubles WHY OH WHY WILL NOBODY DELIVER US NICE DESSERT???? Damn it! First McDonalds tell us they're out of McFlurrys, then Chilis tell us it will take an hour and a half to deliver food...it's 10pm, damn you! We must and will have dessert! Frosty dessert! Chocolatey dessert! t /first world troubles

My desk is now cleared of all things except for those things that are supposed to be on a desk (computer, modem, phone, pen cup, notebook, address book, checkbook, envelopes, stamps, picture frame, iPod, calculators, glass of water, and Chinese stress balls. All necessities.) I have also wiped off the desk surface, and discovered that it's a really nice color, under the dust.

I feel all accomplished. Which should I do next: get all the junk off my kitchen table, or throw out the pile of mail that just tipped over and spilled all over my entryway?

Hey, Fay, so did you want to tag that line you asked about? I just wanted to be sure you knew you could.

Meanwhile WHY OH WHY WILL NOBODY DELIVER US NICE DESSERT???? Damn it! First McDonalds tell us they're out of McFlurrys, then Chilis tell us it will take an hour and a half to deliver food...it's 10pm, damn you! We must and will have dessert! Frosty dessert! Chocolatey dessert!

The world is saving your dessert-time up for 5 days from now.