Pardon my corpse
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whiski_sourSuccessfully retrieved and hung out with the niece.
I felt horrible after we ate lunch. I think it's Bob's fault. Actually, I know it was because of Bob. Fucking Bob. Anyway, all I wanted to do was lay down and curl up into the fetal position until my head or abdomen exploded. Hammie had other ideas. I basically just let her entertain herself for a couple hours (something she evidently is not allowed to do at home...just like her mother) while I wished for four o'clock to come so I could sleep. I feel a little guilty because I usually love spending time with Hammie. Just not when I'm feeling craptacular I guess.
We ended up watching Shrek twice (she's very excited about seeing Shrek 2 this weekend). Well, I watched it twice. The first time she's was in and out of the room a lot, goofing around. The second time she fell asleep on me. Not good since it was after three and I'm not supposed to let her sleep past then. But, I thought, "Fuck it. Not my kid" and let her sleep for about an hour.
After she left, I slept for three hours. I don't hurt anymore, but I still feel like well processed manure.
Mummy called to tell me that she actually really liked my short story entry. She had no complaints though she did tell me she was pleased it didn't read like a "movie script". Yeah. She was never thrilled with my short stories experimenting in dialogue if you couldn't tell.
It rained and stormed all damn day so we're under a flash flood warning and a flood statement. For those unfamiliar with a flood statement, it basically says there are areas of standing water around town and idiots should hurry if they want to get their cars stuck in it in time to make the news.
And, to finish this long, rambly entry...a meme gacked from everyone on my flist. Well, just about everyone anyway. I feel so left behind.
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whiski_sour
feloniousfeline
And, because I can't resist...
Cheshyre
I felt horrible after we ate lunch. I think it's Bob's fault. Actually, I know it was because of Bob. Fucking Bob. Anyway, all I wanted to do was lay down and curl up into the fetal position until my head or abdomen exploded. Hammie had other ideas. I basically just let her entertain herself for a couple hours (something she evidently is not allowed to do at home...just like her mother) while I wished for four o'clock to come so I could sleep. I feel a little guilty because I usually love spending time with Hammie. Just not when I'm feeling craptacular I guess.
We ended up watching Shrek twice (she's very excited about seeing Shrek 2 this weekend). Well, I watched it twice. The first time she's was in and out of the room a lot, goofing around. The second time she fell asleep on me. Not good since it was after three and I'm not supposed to let her sleep past then. But, I thought, "Fuck it. Not my kid" and let her sleep for about an hour.
After she left, I slept for three hours. I don't hurt anymore, but I still feel like well processed manure.
Mummy called to tell me that she actually really liked my short story entry. She had no complaints though she did tell me she was pleased it didn't read like a "movie script". Yeah. She was never thrilled with my short stories experimenting in dialogue if you couldn't tell.
It rained and stormed all damn day so we're under a flash flood warning and a flood statement. For those unfamiliar with a flood statement, it basically says there are areas of standing water around town and idiots should hurry if they want to get their cars stuck in it in time to make the news.
And, to finish this long, rambly entry...a meme gacked from everyone on my flist. Well, just about everyone anyway. I feel so left behind.
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whiski_sour
feloniousfeline
And, because I can't resist...
Cheshyre
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