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Went grocery shopping today. Out of all my domestic duties, that's the one I hate the most. Dad's not fond of it either. We haven't made a real trip to the store for about a month. Damn near ran out of cash trying to get everything on the list.

Put my last shelf in my room. Looks nice. Doesn't have a damn thing on it though. After I got done doing touch ups on the end table, I ended up laying down for a bit. I had a bitch of a fucking headache.

I woke up when my Dad opened the door. I was confused as to why he was home because I thought I'd only been out for about ten or fifteen minutes. Yeah, it was an hour and a half. I felt better though.

Then I had a dilemma.

Thanks to the lovely digital cable...both Buddy and Ghost Ship were on at the same time.

Ghost Ship or Buddy?
Karl Urban or Alan Cumming?
Blood and ghosts or apes?

*wibbles*

I went with Buddy. You really can't get better than chimps on skates.

I think Dad is looking in to buying a kilt.

See, every year around St. Patrick's day, one of the deputies, Monaghan (he's got a first name, I'm sure, but I can't remember it...he had a stroke and it effected my memory), has a party for it. He's Irish ya know. And, a bunch of guys get together at a bar and drink Guiness. And, they all wear kilts.

So, Monaghan asks my Dad about going (which I don't think Dad is) and asks him if he has a kilt. Dad says no, but he does have an evening gown. Later, he says to me, "When he said that, I was like, 'Why would I have a fucking kilt?' But, then I realized I've got more right to wear one than he does." So, now he's looking into finding a kilt with our clan's tartan on it.

Just like a man. Must have what their friends have. Do what their friends do. One of 'em gets a new knife, the others have to get a new knife. One of 'em wears a skirt, they all have to wear a skirt. It's ridiculous, really.

Let's see...tomorrow, I suppose I'll be doing more of the moving of shit since I didn't do as much of it today as I was supposed to. And, next week sometime I need to go to Mummy's. She bought me some new sheets she found at Walmart, so I need to go pick them up.

Good night, Irene, it's takin' me forever to post this. Fucking chicken.

Date: 2004-03-19 10:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dreagonfli.livejournal.com
KARL URBAN.

Date: 2004-03-26 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] creepy-girl80.livejournal.com
You know what the weird thing about me is? I love the tedium of grocery shopping. I guess because I'm a cooking fiend *chuckles*

You'll love Ghost Ship. People being sliced into chunks with wire! Yay!

WL,
Missy

Date: 2004-03-27 11:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] creepy-girl80.livejournal.com
See, that part totally went over my head. Sorry, m'dear.

WAML,
Missy

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