When stressed, I revert to childhood
Feb. 18th, 2008 07:59 amWheeeee! Spent a small [for me] fortune on dolly clothes, but oddly, I'm not feeling the immediate buyers remorse. Yay! Perhaps because I actually mean it when I say "small"... as I'm well aware that people would scoff at what I spent constituting a fortune. Then again, I'm much better at acquiring the dolls, not so much the clothes.
Am I the only person who has a better shot of winning the lottery than getting the Pullipstyle forums to load sometime within ten minutes? I admit that dialup is asking for a longer time than most, but ever since... maybe since the site was revamped, maybe not, it's taken forever. I finally came around to the Firefox camp and it actually loads a smidge faster, but IE still laughs at me as if I've told the most hilarious joke and it's intoxicated whenever I even think of visiting the forums.
And to think, I'd just assumed my lack of interest was because the last few dolls, while lovely, not for me... and also the changing of the posting guard last go round left me with too few truly amusing morons and mostly just a big lump of who gives a rat's ass. I require something interesting, even if it's simply mocking the latest horrible custom or batshit crazy collector.
I don't understand it. No matter how many times I run the dishwasher, full no less, there's always a sink full of dishes fifteen minutes later. How the hell? This is completely different from when Mumsy was in the hospital, and then I think I would run the dishwasher every other day, and even then it involved hauling dishes down from the office or my room to make sure it was full. Now, I know that's because we weren't exactly using a ton of dishes, but still.
Today's goals are modest.
Btw, when you ask, "Do you want me to open this up and empty it our, or just chuck the whole thing" and the other person says, "open it", you laugh at them as if they've said something horribly funny [as they have] and then thrown the whole damn thing out. Opening up anything found in the fridge is NEVER an option. NEVER. It is the one time I get a little trash happy. Usually I go over everything before throwing it out. Not food. Throw it out! Looks sketchy, chuck it.
Sadly, I didn't follow that advice and nearly killed myself and my father after opening one of those containers filled with mystery food. Oh, God.
I'm going to dolly hell, as I want those Ashley Tisdale dolls that popped up at Toyfair. Going. To. HELL. Join me?
Am I the only person who has a better shot of winning the lottery than getting the Pullipstyle forums to load sometime within ten minutes? I admit that dialup is asking for a longer time than most, but ever since... maybe since the site was revamped, maybe not, it's taken forever. I finally came around to the Firefox camp and it actually loads a smidge faster, but IE still laughs at me as if I've told the most hilarious joke and it's intoxicated whenever I even think of visiting the forums.
And to think, I'd just assumed my lack of interest was because the last few dolls, while lovely, not for me... and also the changing of the posting guard last go round left me with too few truly amusing morons and mostly just a big lump of who gives a rat's ass. I require something interesting, even if it's simply mocking the latest horrible custom or batshit crazy collector.
I don't understand it. No matter how many times I run the dishwasher, full no less, there's always a sink full of dishes fifteen minutes later. How the hell? This is completely different from when Mumsy was in the hospital, and then I think I would run the dishwasher every other day, and even then it involved hauling dishes down from the office or my room to make sure it was full. Now, I know that's because we weren't exactly using a ton of dishes, but still.
Today's goals are modest.
- Finish both books I'm working on,
although I'll settle for just finishing Windfall. - Order the next two books in the series, either by library or online.
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Wash Mom's hair or die trying. - Do my OWN laundry, dammit.
- Chuck the nine billion cans in the blue bins.
- Pic spam starring Prunella and Hangry. Cuz they're too pretty.
- But before that, Stella!
Btw, when you ask, "Do you want me to open this up and empty it our, or just chuck the whole thing" and the other person says, "open it", you laugh at them as if they've said something horribly funny [as they have] and then thrown the whole damn thing out. Opening up anything found in the fridge is NEVER an option. NEVER. It is the one time I get a little trash happy. Usually I go over everything before throwing it out. Not food. Throw it out! Looks sketchy, chuck it.
Sadly, I didn't follow that advice and nearly killed myself and my father after opening one of those containers filled with mystery food. Oh, God.
I'm going to dolly hell, as I want those Ashley Tisdale dolls that popped up at Toyfair. Going. To. HELL. Join me?