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Apr. 21st, 2005 10:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valancystirlingShe goes la la la la la la la la la la la.....she's got the look...
Sorry, I just really like this song.
I've been a bit strange lately. Like, psycho strange funny. Jake was in a state of awe last night because I was full to overflowing with one-liners and insane jokes and just overall silliness. Note to self: Have t-shirt made for Jake: "Killin' with Jake" (without the quotes, obviously).
Jake has decided he wants to be Elmer Fudd. As in, he wants to buy big guns and start shooting Bambi. To this I say WTF? But needless to say, it's opened the doors to the total lunacy of logic that comes out of me whenever I feel passionately for or against--in this case AGAINST--something. For much of the evening he even chose to keep up the "conversation" with me instead of playing Age of Empires or looking up shotguns on the internet.
I know I shouldn't like the beegees, but sometimes I just can't help it.
Speaking of total insanity: KNIT CLUB, the movie
Notice especially that all the guys but the main guy are not actually knitting but are ruining previously knitted objects by pulling them off the needles and randomly stabbing them.
I don't really think it's wrong to eat ice cream for breakfast, but I have to say I didn't really enjoy it. I had only a few bites before I realised I just don't like Haagen-Dazs vanilla. And anyway, doesn't it just feel weird to buy plain vanilla ice cream, which you really have to hunt for in the midst of all the super-flavors out there?
Taylor: This might be of interest to you, or at least the community might be: here
Doctor's appointment tomorrow. Jake the Supportive wants to come, and we might get to finally hear the baby's heartbeat. That would be cool. They'll probably charge us $3450398 for the privelege, but whatever.
My new household goal is to just get all non-furniture items off the floor. I just want everything to have a proper place. My yarn is a big problem because I just have way too much of it. And what the fuck did I do yesterday? I ordered more on ebay. Because I'm SO FUCKING CLEVER. But really, there must be a better way to store all this stuff.
Last night I got after Jake for leaving some stuff out, which led to general bitching about the state of our apartment. He looked around and said, what's wrong with it? I rest my case. I have nothing further to say.
I dreamed that Jake decided he was tired of me and told me to leave. It was all very pleasant and friendly but I was devastated, so I told him about it right then. He said something reassuring, followed by a pause, followed by, But you are awfully bossy sometimes.
Well, SOMEONE has to tell him that empty pizza boxes do not belong on top of the laundry hamper. I AM SO BOSSY.
Sorry, I just really like this song.
I've been a bit strange lately. Like, psycho strange funny. Jake was in a state of awe last night because I was full to overflowing with one-liners and insane jokes and just overall silliness. Note to self: Have t-shirt made for Jake: "Killin' with Jake" (without the quotes, obviously).
Jake has decided he wants to be Elmer Fudd. As in, he wants to buy big guns and start shooting Bambi. To this I say WTF? But needless to say, it's opened the doors to the total lunacy of logic that comes out of me whenever I feel passionately for or against--in this case AGAINST--something. For much of the evening he even chose to keep up the "conversation" with me instead of playing Age of Empires or looking up shotguns on the internet.
I know I shouldn't like the beegees, but sometimes I just can't help it.
Speaking of total insanity: KNIT CLUB, the movie
Notice especially that all the guys but the main guy are not actually knitting but are ruining previously knitted objects by pulling them off the needles and randomly stabbing them.
I don't really think it's wrong to eat ice cream for breakfast, but I have to say I didn't really enjoy it. I had only a few bites before I realised I just don't like Haagen-Dazs vanilla. And anyway, doesn't it just feel weird to buy plain vanilla ice cream, which you really have to hunt for in the midst of all the super-flavors out there?
Taylor: This might be of interest to you, or at least the community might be: here
Doctor's appointment tomorrow. Jake the Supportive wants to come, and we might get to finally hear the baby's heartbeat. That would be cool. They'll probably charge us $3450398 for the privelege, but whatever.
My new household goal is to just get all non-furniture items off the floor. I just want everything to have a proper place. My yarn is a big problem because I just have way too much of it. And what the fuck did I do yesterday? I ordered more on ebay. Because I'm SO FUCKING CLEVER. But really, there must be a better way to store all this stuff.
Last night I got after Jake for leaving some stuff out, which led to general bitching about the state of our apartment. He looked around and said, what's wrong with it? I rest my case. I have nothing further to say.
I dreamed that Jake decided he was tired of me and told me to leave. It was all very pleasant and friendly but I was devastated, so I told him about it right then. He said something reassuring, followed by a pause, followed by, But you are awfully bossy sometimes.
Well, SOMEONE has to tell him that empty pizza boxes do not belong on top of the laundry hamper. I AM SO BOSSY.
