Hello Headache.
Jun. 17th, 2007 02:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
devilgrrlI seem to have become a cave troll. Steven's had to literally pry and bribe me with liquer to leave the house the last few days and I've been living up to every last bit of my nickname. Why? I don't know. I'm just a really cranky person, I guess. I think I need a minimum amount of time in the house and right now, I have 14 billion and ten projects that are screaming for my attention, a brain full of pictures that want to be painted and not in the watercolours I have DAMMIT, and a website that needs to be redone.
I don't actually want to do any of this, except maybe the painting. What I really want to do is lay around on my floor, listen to Nick Cave, and troll the internets. This is probably because I have an ear infection right now and aside from feeling like I have a skewer shoved in my ear, it's causing me to have a perpetually drunken wobble and crash into things like walls and telephone poles.
Am I an idiot? The latin for sperm whales is Physeter catodon, right? I googled it and that's what it said, but Wikipedia's saying that it's Physeter macrocephalus. Does it have two names or what?
This is all coming about since I bought a cotton candy pink shirt with sperm whales spouting hearts. Since I am secretly 5, I started squeeing "Physeter catodon!!!! And it's pink!" in the middle of Target, leaving Steven to shrug at the people around us and mumble things about all the lead paint chips I ate as a child.
I bought knickers with a mermaid on the rear too.
We spent the day with my grandparents for the early Father's Day thing. I bought Steven a pair of Rush tickets for Father's Day because I am Wife of the Year. My mum and Steven fixed the porch, I fixed the computer, and then we all had strawberry shortcake. Yay!
Yesterday, we went out to dinner with Miss N and her mum in a late birthday celebration.
Tonight, we went out with Steven's friend Sean and I killed the waiter because I ordered bourbon, neat, with lime. He seriously looked like I ordered a glass of baby's blood with a side of gizzards. Are women not allowed to drink hard liquer? Am I going to grow a tarse now or what?
I bought 4 new tank tops, 2 pairs of shorts, and a dress.
Can someone explain to me why all the shorts at Old Navy kind of look like maternity pants this season? They main difference was that the non-maternity's stretchy waistband was covered in lineny material and $5 more expensive. While that's being explained, could someone also tell me why everything kind of vaguely resembles maternity clothing and why everyone under than age of 22 seems to be pregnant? Maybe it's my ovaries working their evil magic, but I swear, there are a lot more pregnant women than I remember seeing and they all look younger than me.
I am thisclose to shoving a fork in my ear.
I was also a bad doobee and bought myself two CDs. I can't remember the last time I actually bought a real CD for myself. Then I horded candles from White Barn because they were $10 each instead of $26 for one. My BPAL order should be here in the next couple weeks and hopefully, I will have finished my tattoo design and that will be my big birthday pressie. Since I totally need more tattoos.
My sister is thinking of getting her nose pierced. I told her she absolutely should since I love mine. I hadn't talked to her in a couple weeks since between my shit and her with the new baby, everything's been batfrakked crazy. I'll be calling her tomorrow, though, or Monday because we're due for a marathon chat. I hope we'll be able to get up to see her soon. I haven't even seen a picture of Logan, though I have cooed at him on the phone.
How the hell is it 3am? No wonder I'm getting sleepy.
Bah. These next couple of weeks are going to be crazy. I might have good news, but I don't want to jinx it. Stay tuned.
I don't actually want to do any of this, except maybe the painting. What I really want to do is lay around on my floor, listen to Nick Cave, and troll the internets. This is probably because I have an ear infection right now and aside from feeling like I have a skewer shoved in my ear, it's causing me to have a perpetually drunken wobble and crash into things like walls and telephone poles.
Am I an idiot? The latin for sperm whales is Physeter catodon, right? I googled it and that's what it said, but Wikipedia's saying that it's Physeter macrocephalus. Does it have two names or what?
This is all coming about since I bought a cotton candy pink shirt with sperm whales spouting hearts. Since I am secretly 5, I started squeeing "Physeter catodon!!!! And it's pink!" in the middle of Target, leaving Steven to shrug at the people around us and mumble things about all the lead paint chips I ate as a child.
I bought knickers with a mermaid on the rear too.
We spent the day with my grandparents for the early Father's Day thing. I bought Steven a pair of Rush tickets for Father's Day because I am Wife of the Year. My mum and Steven fixed the porch, I fixed the computer, and then we all had strawberry shortcake. Yay!
Yesterday, we went out to dinner with Miss N and her mum in a late birthday celebration.
Tonight, we went out with Steven's friend Sean and I killed the waiter because I ordered bourbon, neat, with lime. He seriously looked like I ordered a glass of baby's blood with a side of gizzards. Are women not allowed to drink hard liquer? Am I going to grow a tarse now or what?
I bought 4 new tank tops, 2 pairs of shorts, and a dress.
Can someone explain to me why all the shorts at Old Navy kind of look like maternity pants this season? They main difference was that the non-maternity's stretchy waistband was covered in lineny material and $5 more expensive. While that's being explained, could someone also tell me why everything kind of vaguely resembles maternity clothing and why everyone under than age of 22 seems to be pregnant? Maybe it's my ovaries working their evil magic, but I swear, there are a lot more pregnant women than I remember seeing and they all look younger than me.
I am thisclose to shoving a fork in my ear.
I was also a bad doobee and bought myself two CDs. I can't remember the last time I actually bought a real CD for myself. Then I horded candles from White Barn because they were $10 each instead of $26 for one. My BPAL order should be here in the next couple weeks and hopefully, I will have finished my tattoo design and that will be my big birthday pressie. Since I totally need more tattoos.
My sister is thinking of getting her nose pierced. I told her she absolutely should since I love mine. I hadn't talked to her in a couple weeks since between my shit and her with the new baby, everything's been batfrakked crazy. I'll be calling her tomorrow, though, or Monday because we're due for a marathon chat. I hope we'll be able to get up to see her soon. I haven't even seen a picture of Logan, though I have cooed at him on the phone.
How the hell is it 3am? No wonder I'm getting sleepy.
Bah. These next couple of weeks are going to be crazy. I might have good news, but I don't want to jinx it. Stay tuned.
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Date: 2007-06-17 09:12 am (UTC)I lost my remote, so it shouldn't be hard.
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Date: 2007-06-17 01:38 pm (UTC)no shoving forks in ears, young lady!
Date: 2007-06-17 02:01 pm (UTC)sorry i've not written lately, but with the hell that is last minute wedding arranging, i am swamped, as you can imagine.
sorry about the ear infection...hope you get to feeling better soon....oh, and to answer another question you had for clay and myself, we are going to try for babies in the next two years...with my pcos and all, we should be preggers in 3.5.....he wants them sooner, but he needs to finish school and all so we can afford for me to be the stay at home mama he so wants me to be,lol...
how is steven? tell him hello for me, willya? have you heard from laura lately? if so, give her my best too, ok?
write back,
elisabeth
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Date: 2007-06-17 05:45 pm (UTC)I finally found mine the other day.
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Date: 2007-06-17 05:49 pm (UTC)Re: no shoving forks in ears, young lady!
Date: 2007-06-17 05:53 pm (UTC)I ended up shoving ear drops in my ear and that helped enough so I could get some sleep. I think I'm going to make a trip to the ENT, though. This is like the 7th one I've had this year and it's so bad, it makes my teeth ache.
Laura still reads here, so I'm sure she'll say hi and I'll definitely say hi to Steven for you.
Best wishes with the wedding (and happy birthday too). We'll be thinking about you guys!
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Date: 2007-06-18 07:11 pm (UTC)I'm all about using archaic words so I can talk dirty and sound well-read at the same time.
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Date: 2007-06-18 07:12 pm (UTC)How was the wedding?
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