I have the following meet-cute scenario in my head for P-C:
P-C gives in and wears the stupid amulet, which is bound to be smaller than an albatross, under his shirt. One day in a bookstore, he reaches for a graphic novel and the amulet swings out from under his shirt. Sitting on the floor reading graphic novels is an attractive girl with pink hair. P-C had noticed her earlier because of the Firefly-themed tattoos on her arms. She asks about the amulet, and P-C reluctantly tells her what it is. She says, "Oh, my god! My grandmother makes me wear this against the evil eye" and pulls an amulet out of her shirt.
She says, "Oh, my god! My grandmother makes me wear this against the evil eye" and pulls an amulet out of her shirt.
...then it turns out she's Gujarati and has six brothers.
Oh honey. But you will have Vortex (who totally needs the Dick-Weed polish) to keep you strong and entertain you.
I'm very much looking forward to some quality Vortex time.
ION, some people impulse-buy nail polish, I buy toy food for my new doll. But tiny cupcakes! And cake stands! And champagne flutes!
Can't wait to see peektures!
Speaking of impulse-buying nail polish, I totally bought two bottles of No Miss on sale tonight. Blue and green.
...also she has an interest in swordplay, dictionaries and steampunk jewelry, so your grandmother will never, ever be able to buy her anything she really likes, but that's okay cause you'll be busy living happily ever after.
Also, Vortex should totally buy the nail polish and call it Planning the Spring Wardrobe.
And JZ's stooopid cow-orker has her own cooties for sure, that's what she's smelling.
I prpobly missed summat I was gonna say, but heck. I can only edit this post so much.
ooooh! I totally remembered: It was: HAPPY BDAY MM!
Plus I was at Costco the other day and thought of fair Juliana because two laughing, bratty little girls came wheeling along on a flat bed cart and the bold one said "Scuse me! Is it possible to break your face?"
I was so thrilled that I actually knew the answer to that I went ahead and said that if you broke your nose, your cheekbone and your jaw, you definitely broke your face.
I think they were a little awed that I knew something that gory right off the bat.
Quick! Somebody tell me not to poke and prod my gums with my tongue!
I want to, so badly....
WindSparrow, you tell that disobedient tongue to listen to your brain instead of your inner child, okay?
Maybe that will work to keep me from poking my tongue obsessively into my new toothlessness on the upper left.
No poking gums! It hurts and makes it take longer to heal! And it hurts!
(Um. Not that I have any recent experience with this, or anything.)
Maybe that will work to keep me from poking my tongue obsessively into my new toothlessness on the upper left.
See, Katie Bee, you have to set an example for me.
And it hurts!
Right, keeping the tongue out of ouchie places.
Thanks!
I meant to pack but I tripped and watched Renovation Nation and then fell asleep. Oopsies. Need to fix that now.
Thanks for all the hugs. Right now I'm pretty zen about the whole thing. We'll see how that lasts once the plan is set in motion.
