Dude, I'm a GQMF
I'm going to hear this as "genderqueer motherfucker" in a Samuel Jackson voice, if that's okay with you.
and I was ALL ABOUT the pretty gown when getting married. But, as I've told Paul, I often think I'm doing GQ wrong, due to my acute lack of angst about it. (My whole this is, can't I be both? Occasionally at the same time?)
I think Tim's only angst over it is not being able to be out to his family. Other than that, he tends to not angst too much about it. I know he'd like to dress in public more, but that doesn't fuss him too terribly much.
ION, the sore throat from yesterday turned into a full-on cold today. Bleargh. I knew when Tim's SiL showed up with a cold that I would get it. Stress (and make no mistake, vacation IS stressful) and a shitty, shitty bed make my immune system reduce to approximately one puny white blood cell, which is apparently also on vacation.
The bed is really uncomfortable, so Tim and I have liberated an extra futon mattress and are going to sleep on that, on the floor. And I'm lying on it right now, and it's a damn sight more comfortable than the bed. I don't get how a rental house can justify its exorbitant price tag (seriously, it's outrageous) and have such shitty beds.
Dude, I'm a GQMF
I'm going to hear this as "genderqueer motherfucker" in a Samuel Jackson voice, if that's okay with you.
I was hearing Gem Quality MotherFucker.
In a Samuel Jackson voice?
In a Samuel Jackson voice?
Right. But anything "Cocksucker" is Ian McShane.
wrod.
It looks like the thing my brother has may be psoriasis. he has one more test to confirm it. I hope his is less serious than my friend's(the thing about crip advocacy is it leaves you short of reassuring stories)
But it seems less serious than the other ailments being tested for.
I just made reservations for going to Harpers Ferry and Lexington in August. (There's a math conference in Lexington. Harpers Ferry seemed like a good place to stop on the way.) This should be fun, though a few of the things that I want to do in Harpers Ferry, like the ghost tour, seem like they'd be more fun with other people.
edit: wait, apparently I can't read a map. Need to reconsider something here. I swear that's not where Lexington was the last time I checked.
I'm going to hear this as "genderqueer motherfucker" in a Samuel Jackson voice, if that's okay with you.
Oh, fabulous.
I just found my cat sniffing at a
small dead lizard
on the floor. And then I tried to feed her dinner and she was like, whatevs, want moar
leezard
.
Well, thanks to the generosity of my parents, the Miracleborns are again a 2 car family. Dad bought us a 2001 Focus. Cute little silver 5-speed sedany car. I drove it home and love it. I have missed driving a stick.
Also, anyone want to help me name my Etsy page? I think I'm going to start selling my insulated drink holder thingies.
