" Oh, yum... kitty spit."
Dave came by today to put in the hardwood floors for the dining room. The work is gorgeous, but I couldn't help remembering ET, since the dining room and kitchen (which are technically one room, split by a kitchen island) are now seperated by clear plastic tarp and blue masking tape. The kitties were moved up into the study for the day, and they're antsy as all heck. First thing I heard as soon as I came up the stairs was their high-pitched mewing (which is kinda pathetic, since they're fully grown and now weigh a bit over ten pounds, at least, and then they tried to run between my legs. I wanna let them out, but they'd charge for the staircase, which means crossing the new hardwood floor, which can't be walked upon for at least two weeks. And, as much as I love my Midgeling and Scootchie, I am not going to get berated by the parents for ruining hundreds of dollars and hours worth of work.
Slowcooked ribs in the crockpot (for 10 hours) yesterday, and we had that for dinner. Ma kept on IMing me all day, to the point I was bloody frazzled with her... Even when we get her to leave, she doesn't actually LEAVE. Of course, frazzled is the least of what I felt when Shik finally unblocked me and I apologized to him for being such a prat on Sunday night, and Kevin asked me to help him with the furnace. x.x I have never wanted to misuse a heavy-duty electric stapler so much in my entire life.
Yesterday was okay, even if I didn't go down to Salem (-3 degrees with the windchill, maaan.... *shivers*). Nicole got me a book from the How To Draw Manga series, on how to draw couples and the different poses. It's helpful, but I tihnk she got scarred when, as she was reading over my shoulder, we found the, uh, (how do I put this..?) "intimate moments" section. Because, you know, I've always dreamed of drawing a couple doing the horizontal tango, if you know what I mean. Oh, and Spaz, Ki, Beloved, and I came up with our ANGST!bakery... and identified different characters to different pastries.
... I shall now never be able to eat a bagel without thinking I'm, like, biting into Lee's eyeball... Thanks, you guys, really. -.- Although I must admit, Shikamaru is rather like instant jello. x.x
Slowcooked ribs in the crockpot (for 10 hours) yesterday, and we had that for dinner. Ma kept on IMing me all day, to the point I was bloody frazzled with her... Even when we get her to leave, she doesn't actually LEAVE. Of course, frazzled is the least of what I felt when Shik finally unblocked me and I apologized to him for being such a prat on Sunday night, and Kevin asked me to help him with the furnace. x.x I have never wanted to misuse a heavy-duty electric stapler so much in my entire life.
Yesterday was okay, even if I didn't go down to Salem (-3 degrees with the windchill, maaan.... *shivers*). Nicole got me a book from the How To Draw Manga series, on how to draw couples and the different poses. It's helpful, but I tihnk she got scarred when, as she was reading over my shoulder, we found the, uh, (how do I put this..?) "intimate moments" section. Because, you know, I've always dreamed of drawing a couple doing the horizontal tango, if you know what I mean. Oh, and Spaz, Ki, Beloved, and I came up with our ANGST!bakery... and identified different characters to different pastries.
... I shall now never be able to eat a bagel without thinking I'm, like, biting into Lee's eyeball... Thanks, you guys, really. -.- Although I must admit, Shikamaru is rather like instant jello. x.x