Seven loads of laundry! Also, vacuumed. Next, sort through clothes, get rid of stained and ripped things, and start packing the rest. (I actually do have a few more things to wash, but I've run out of washing machines.) (I usually think it's rude for one person to use every machine in the laundry room like this, but it's a Tuesday afternoon, and I'm the only one doing laundry here.)

You go, Hil! That's astounding!

I am agog at the Canadian jockey lounger. WTFF?

Is it sis' house, Pix? Or mom's house? Cause if it's mom's house, you can still tell him to GTFO. If sis'...ah, fuck it. She's not there. Tell him "COME BACK LATER"

I really like "refugnant"

Also, am SO ready to kill whoever neighbor is that has three months of beeping smoke alarm. It's driving me batty. Moreso now because I have a fan in the window so the noise seeps in more.

...there was something else that was annoying me, but I'm so ADD lately that I can't remember. That's good, I suppose.

Also: I need a place to go for a first date. Dinner. So, not too expensive, but something with a decent atmosphere. And normally I'd post on FB for recs, but...she FB friended me. Useless! Also useless--am getting a crush on a different girl. Who probably doesn't like me. Hrmph.

It's his mom's house, but sis lives here full time to take care of mom. But it's not my place. ND has to weigh the situation and make his own decision about what he wants to do.

Getting pushy with annoying Canadian will eventually trigger a fight with my sister. I have to be very careful on that front. I would have to abandon my business to come down here and take care of Mom and if pushed too far my sister could quite easily just pick up and leave.

Who probably doesn't like me. Hrmph.

Unpossible!

That sucks, Pix. But I can see where it's a touchy situation and one you just kind of have to live with.

Pix, he's not being rude, you're just not being polite and welcoming enough! I say, sit on a chair across from him and glare silently until he decides you're a serial killer waiting to snap and gets uncomfortable enough to leave.

I like "refugnant". And "Shakespalin". And

Princess Touchy McFeely of the Snuggletown McFeelys

made me giggle.

I just accidentally started a kerfuffle at work. Now my stomach is upset and I'm regretting the delicious burrito I had for lunch.

But I can see where it's a touchy situation and one you just kind of have to live with.

You just summed up my family. Five days until I go home and have some relaxing abdominal surgery.

Great. Now I feel like I'm gonna barf. Leave it alone, woman, I don't really even care! You passive-aggressive shrew.

Would people like distraction in the form of trying to help me decide what to wear to the Adam Lambert concert tonight? With photos?