Annoying Buzzers
Well, I have two patients now. Mom called me right after I’d gotten home and informed me that Dad had called her and was sick as a dog along with 18 of the other men on the rig. She also said that she was feeling bad and would probably mosey on home sometime tonight. Dad got home and it turned out that he wasn’t sick from a virus or sickness, but because they’d gotten a new galley hand at the rig and the food was so terrible it gave all the men up-set stomachs and diarrhea =.= Honestly. He let himself sit for a while and felt a bit better just from resting; then, headed over to take a short shower and we sat and watched TV for a little while. But he got so tired and weak that he couldn’t really focus, so he went and laid down. Mom got in a little while after I wrote back to Gillian’s Amazon letter and she’s feeling terrible. I think they’re both in bed now. I hope the food Dad ate works its way out of his system soon...I’ll need his help with taking care of Mom.
I fixed us some Raman noodle (spiced up with a bit of Mrs. Dash), but he didn’t want his. Said he didn’t think his stomach could handle it. So it was just me eating. I watched a bit of The Soup with him, but he wanted to go lay down then, so I just turned off the TV (to give him the chance to fall asleep) and washed the dishes. I figured, Mom wouldn’t want to come home to a dirty kitchen and all. So, Twin-san, if you got on WoW tonight and wondered why I wasn’t there, this is why -.- Gomen ne. Oh, and in case you didn’t know, Ceire has mail. Gomen about that too =.=’
Luckily, Mom’s Christmas gift came in today. I wrapped it right away when I got home, so her gift is already wrapped. So’s Tiffany’s now that I think of it. But I ran out of tape right after that, so Alley and Scamp’s gifts are still unwrapped...which is good, ‘cause I haven’t finished stuffing that huge box that Scamp’s gift is in with packing. I need to pack it tighter so that there won’t be any spaces for the thing to move around.
Speaking of Scamp, we’ve been talking a bit about getting together for Thanksgiving….but it looks like we’re at an impasse here. Mom wants them to come down the week before Dad comes home, because (since we live here around Dad’s kin) Dad’s family always expect us to celebrate Thanksgiving with them. But Alex’s birthday is on the 11th which is the day Mom had planned. I mentioned something about maybe them coming down the Sunday before Dad comes in and her just getting her birthday present (which is totally separate from her Christmas present ^.^) a little early. But I think we’ve decided to tell our parents to work it out. Either way, I am bringing her her gift…if I have to come down the weekend before her birthday and spend and give it to her myself, then so be it. But one way or another, I want to give it to her myself.
In a related note, Scamp mentioned that Billy was cockney (not sure if I’m spelling that right or not, but hey, I spell ‘em like I sound ‘em out ^.^), and that they actually had a sort of language that they used as a way of confusing the local authorities because the cops back then didn’t like the cockney people overly much. Something to do with a lot of the words rhyme or something...it wasn’t overly clear -.- But anyway. I was thinking that’d be a great idea for my Knaves. Knaves in my story are a type of Rogue character. They’re can be anything from simple pick-pockets and thieves to master assassins. And of course it follows that, like in EverQuest, they have they’re own sort of language. In EQ they called it Theives’ Cant or some other such. But I was thinking that what Scamp’s told me of Cockney sounds perfect for the basis of a language for my Knaves. In theory at least. I’ve yet to put the idea into practicality.
Completely off subject here….there are flies in my house. I’m not talking about little buzzers either. No no no. These are big flies. There are at least 6 of them; 1 in the kitchen, 2 in my room, and 3 in the bathroom. They’ve been bugging the living hell out of me if only because I cannot figure out how they got here! I don’t leave my door open, so how’d they get in? They’re really bothering me too, because they’ll sit there on the wall forever to the point where you’ll be like “oh well, at least they’re not buzzing about me in that aggravating fashion.” And then they’ll be all buzzing about as if they’ve got a score to settle!
Ok. I’m too tired to go on, so that means this entry’s done for the night…..’night!
You are Moon Struck.
(Your alter-ego is msmoon)
Your super-hero ability:
Slow down time causing small tears in the universe
'What is your superhero ability?' at QuizGalaxy.com
I fixed us some Raman noodle (spiced up with a bit of Mrs. Dash), but he didn’t want his. Said he didn’t think his stomach could handle it. So it was just me eating. I watched a bit of The Soup with him, but he wanted to go lay down then, so I just turned off the TV (to give him the chance to fall asleep) and washed the dishes. I figured, Mom wouldn’t want to come home to a dirty kitchen and all. So, Twin-san, if you got on WoW tonight and wondered why I wasn’t there, this is why -.- Gomen ne. Oh, and in case you didn’t know, Ceire has mail. Gomen about that too =.=’
Luckily, Mom’s Christmas gift came in today. I wrapped it right away when I got home, so her gift is already wrapped. So’s Tiffany’s now that I think of it. But I ran out of tape right after that, so Alley and Scamp’s gifts are still unwrapped...which is good, ‘cause I haven’t finished stuffing that huge box that Scamp’s gift is in with packing. I need to pack it tighter so that there won’t be any spaces for the thing to move around.
Speaking of Scamp, we’ve been talking a bit about getting together for Thanksgiving….but it looks like we’re at an impasse here. Mom wants them to come down the week before Dad comes home, because (since we live here around Dad’s kin) Dad’s family always expect us to celebrate Thanksgiving with them. But Alex’s birthday is on the 11th which is the day Mom had planned. I mentioned something about maybe them coming down the Sunday before Dad comes in and her just getting her birthday present (which is totally separate from her Christmas present ^.^) a little early. But I think we’ve decided to tell our parents to work it out. Either way, I am bringing her her gift…if I have to come down the weekend before her birthday and spend and give it to her myself, then so be it. But one way or another, I want to give it to her myself.
In a related note, Scamp mentioned that Billy was cockney (not sure if I’m spelling that right or not, but hey, I spell ‘em like I sound ‘em out ^.^), and that they actually had a sort of language that they used as a way of confusing the local authorities because the cops back then didn’t like the cockney people overly much. Something to do with a lot of the words rhyme or something...it wasn’t overly clear -.- But anyway. I was thinking that’d be a great idea for my Knaves. Knaves in my story are a type of Rogue character. They’re can be anything from simple pick-pockets and thieves to master assassins. And of course it follows that, like in EverQuest, they have they’re own sort of language. In EQ they called it Theives’ Cant or some other such. But I was thinking that what Scamp’s told me of Cockney sounds perfect for the basis of a language for my Knaves. In theory at least. I’ve yet to put the idea into practicality.
Completely off subject here….there are flies in my house. I’m not talking about little buzzers either. No no no. These are big flies. There are at least 6 of them; 1 in the kitchen, 2 in my room, and 3 in the bathroom. They’ve been bugging the living hell out of me if only because I cannot figure out how they got here! I don’t leave my door open, so how’d they get in? They’re really bothering me too, because they’ll sit there on the wall forever to the point where you’ll be like “oh well, at least they’re not buzzing about me in that aggravating fashion.” And then they’ll be all buzzing about as if they’ve got a score to settle!
Ok. I’m too tired to go on, so that means this entry’s done for the night…..’night!
You are Moon Struck.
(Your alter-ego is msmoon)
Your super-hero ability:
Slow down time causing small tears in the universe
'What is your superhero ability?' at QuizGalaxy.com