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Building a pig from a kit
Mar. 6th, 2004 03:23 pmThe spider is missing, the web is in shambles, and I feel (somewhat illogically) that my favorite neighbors have just up and moved without telling me.
Combining the suggestions of Dayment and Oscar, my camera will now be referred to as "Blinky Ned," which sounds an awful lot like a pirate, and I dig that.
My head feels like someone swapped my skull in my sleep for one a few sizes too small (which might not have been difficult to do, considering the -dreams- I was having.) My throat hurts somewhere up around my ears, my lungs ache, and I think I have arthritis in my knees. And this is all ridiculous because, for chrissakes, -Ghostbusters- is playing at the Cinerama tonight, and I want to go. It remains to be seen, though, if I'll even be able to get my shit together to make it down to the video store by myself, although that seems unlikely since I'm still in my pj's.
But spring is coming! And it's girl scout cookie season! They nabbed me on my way out of work yesterday and I found myself with the year's first box of thin mints, the tasty little buggers. It used to be that we'd by an obscene amount of them and freeze them so that we could enjoy year-round access to the best cookies ever invented. And cheap! I seem to remember selling them for something more than $3 a box.
I bought my first (ever) bunch of tulips yesterday, and we're becoming acquainted. Tulips, according to Andrea, are tough to grow in Florida because they need a hard freeze before they'll bloom, and that doesn't happen much. They're a bit standoffish--not nearly as friendly as my daisies--but we're warming up to each other and I think it will be a pretty good relationship. I'm a firm believer in the power of fresh flowers to brighten up days and rooms, and try not to go too long without them. I haven't a garden here, so no failed attempts at snapdragons and impatients this year. Just trip to the fabulous florist down the street.
And spring clothes! Fashion is really good this season and I can't wait to revamp my wardrobe. (Plus, with implant removal being the hot thing in hollywood right now, small-breasted design is back and hallelujah for that.) I love spring, and I love that summer in Seattle is what I always thought spring would be like. It's my favorite: lots of sundresses, wildflowers, and picnics, please. I plan to learn to kayak without being a total wimp about it. I'm just so excited.
Here's a new one: for the first time in my life, I'm having -bridesmaid's dress angst-. I keep thinking 'maybe ordering the size two was a mistake. Maybe I'll have to go to the seamstress to have it let out instead of taken in, and won't -that- be embarassing.' And this, my friends, is just ridiculous.
Combining the suggestions of Dayment and Oscar, my camera will now be referred to as "Blinky Ned," which sounds an awful lot like a pirate, and I dig that.
My head feels like someone swapped my skull in my sleep for one a few sizes too small (which might not have been difficult to do, considering the -dreams- I was having.) My throat hurts somewhere up around my ears, my lungs ache, and I think I have arthritis in my knees. And this is all ridiculous because, for chrissakes, -Ghostbusters- is playing at the Cinerama tonight, and I want to go. It remains to be seen, though, if I'll even be able to get my shit together to make it down to the video store by myself, although that seems unlikely since I'm still in my pj's.
But spring is coming! And it's girl scout cookie season! They nabbed me on my way out of work yesterday and I found myself with the year's first box of thin mints, the tasty little buggers. It used to be that we'd by an obscene amount of them and freeze them so that we could enjoy year-round access to the best cookies ever invented. And cheap! I seem to remember selling them for something more than $3 a box.
I bought my first (ever) bunch of tulips yesterday, and we're becoming acquainted. Tulips, according to Andrea, are tough to grow in Florida because they need a hard freeze before they'll bloom, and that doesn't happen much. They're a bit standoffish--not nearly as friendly as my daisies--but we're warming up to each other and I think it will be a pretty good relationship. I'm a firm believer in the power of fresh flowers to brighten up days and rooms, and try not to go too long without them. I haven't a garden here, so no failed attempts at snapdragons and impatients this year. Just trip to the fabulous florist down the street.
And spring clothes! Fashion is really good this season and I can't wait to revamp my wardrobe. (Plus, with implant removal being the hot thing in hollywood right now, small-breasted design is back and hallelujah for that.) I love spring, and I love that summer in Seattle is what I always thought spring would be like. It's my favorite: lots of sundresses, wildflowers, and picnics, please. I plan to learn to kayak without being a total wimp about it. I'm just so excited.
Here's a new one: for the first time in my life, I'm having -bridesmaid's dress angst-. I keep thinking 'maybe ordering the size two was a mistake. Maybe I'll have to go to the seamstress to have it let out instead of taken in, and won't -that- be embarassing.' And this, my friends, is just ridiculous.
