I'm sure you missed me
Mar. 6th, 2009 12:04 pmThanks to a post over in
1bruce1, I now feel the need to run out to the Summerville and Mt. P trade-a-books and buy all the cheesetastic 80's [late 70's and early 90's as well] teen books and kill my brain cells in one giant pizza flavored death!
Um, I mean... God, I have horrible taste in books. But I admit it and that should help a little, right?
...Right?
DAMN.
So, I managed to slice up my left elbow. I don't know how. The cuts are perfectly sized for cat theories, except they're spread too far apart and if I can't remember one cat mauling, you'd think two would at least spark a small memory. No. I didn't realize this until I took my shower and thought, "ow, quit it. Why does it feel like I have an... oh. Oh, my. How in the... ow. SOAP! IT BURNS!"
Because I think the eloquent thoughts in the shower, you know.
This morning, had you stopped in at my Walgreens, you would have seen four people trying to remember one guy's name. For 45 minutes. Thirty minutes into the game of *head meet counter* I realized one of the four of us didn't know the guy's name to begin with. *head and counter elope* And every time she spoke, the name would disappear again. Until... I tried a thingamajig which is the new sister/brother/cousin to the whatchamacalit. Thingamajig is a peanut butter Crunch bar. It's also surprisingly good. And if you're at your Walgreens, you should totally buy it from whomever is at the front register. Give them their extra nickel or whatever it is they make off the promo stuff. Unless, of course, they're a jerk. Then you should buy it from someone else just to piss that person off.
His name is Carl, if that was going to bug you. I actually had to yelp it out because it was trying to disappear again even as I started to say it.
You should remind me to post pictures of Angry this weekend. She's adorable. Purple/blue haired love!
I wish we had more rum cookies. I also wish I didn't have to make them although the batter is delicious and actually better than the cookies sometimes. That might, I suspect, have much to do with the rum. *cough*
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Um, I mean... God, I have horrible taste in books. But I admit it and that should help a little, right?
...Right?
DAMN.
So, I managed to slice up my left elbow. I don't know how. The cuts are perfectly sized for cat theories, except they're spread too far apart and if I can't remember one cat mauling, you'd think two would at least spark a small memory. No. I didn't realize this until I took my shower and thought, "ow, quit it. Why does it feel like I have an... oh. Oh, my. How in the... ow. SOAP! IT BURNS!"
Because I think the eloquent thoughts in the shower, you know.
This morning, had you stopped in at my Walgreens, you would have seen four people trying to remember one guy's name. For 45 minutes. Thirty minutes into the game of *head meet counter* I realized one of the four of us didn't know the guy's name to begin with. *head and counter elope* And every time she spoke, the name would disappear again. Until... I tried a thingamajig which is the new sister/brother/cousin to the whatchamacalit. Thingamajig is a peanut butter Crunch bar. It's also surprisingly good. And if you're at your Walgreens, you should totally buy it from whomever is at the front register. Give them their extra nickel or whatever it is they make off the promo stuff. Unless, of course, they're a jerk. Then you should buy it from someone else just to piss that person off.
His name is Carl, if that was going to bug you. I actually had to yelp it out because it was trying to disappear again even as I started to say it.
You should remind me to post pictures of Angry this weekend. She's adorable. Purple/blue haired love!
I wish we had more rum cookies. I also wish I didn't have to make them although the batter is delicious and actually better than the cookies sometimes. That might, I suspect, have much to do with the rum. *cough*