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Me: K-A-E-K, that's how you spell cake.
zeborah: I think that's D-U-M dumb.
Other sister: No it's S-M-R-T smart!
So yeah there was birthday cake for my very old sister (ok she's like 33 we are all getting old*) and then I came back here and I had a mail from Dreamwidth going "
zeborah's birthday is coming up!" Yes. Yes, it is.
*Incidentally, my sister was at a liquor store earlier this week. The drinking age is 18. She was born in November '82. The store clerk inspected her ID veeeeeerrrrrrry carefully, then goes, "Oh, yes, it's December" and handed it back. Apparently he thought the 8 was a 9. All of us are going to be asked for ID forever.
I have a plan in WoW. I mean, apart from the plan where a group of people in my guild Alliance-side are apparently going to level to 85 through archaeology because we're obsessed. (We got the guild achieve for arch a couple of days ago.) I have this goblin mage whose name is the Romanised form of this Persian alchemist who was super good. Obviously he's gonna be an alchemist. He's also going to work on archaeology so he'll have the Assistant Professor title, and he's going to have a vanity guild called The British Museum, and all the artifacts he digs up are going to be stored in the bank of it. Fuck yeaaaaaaaah!
I could hear Nellie scrabbling last night so I resolved to finally get around to attempting to clip her nails. I had to catch her twice because the first time she managed to wriggle out of the towel. This was after my sister came home and saw me with Nellie wrapped up like a swaddled infant and decided she looked like an angry little baby. (She did, too, she was very grumpy, and she looks grumpy even when she's wanting to be stroked.) The second time was a lot more successful though, I actually got her to settle down and lie pretty still and calm while I clipped all of them, then turned her up the right way and stroked her for a while until she wanted to get down. I offered her grass and dandelion leaves and she refused to touch them, then later I was petting Holly and reached to scritch the top of her head and she just didn't react. She was just sitting there like "I AM IGNORING YOU. :<"
This entry was originally posted at http://keieeeye.dreamwidth.org/156080.html. Feel free to comment there instead because LJ is a poo.
zeborah: I think that's D-U-M dumb.
Other sister: No it's S-M-R-T smart!
So yeah there was birthday cake for my very old sister (ok she's like 33 we are all getting old*) and then I came back here and I had a mail from Dreamwidth going "
zeborah's birthday is coming up!" Yes. Yes, it is.
*Incidentally, my sister was at a liquor store earlier this week. The drinking age is 18. She was born in November '82. The store clerk inspected her ID veeeeeerrrrrrry carefully, then goes, "Oh, yes, it's December" and handed it back. Apparently he thought the 8 was a 9. All of us are going to be asked for ID forever.
I have a plan in WoW. I mean, apart from the plan where a group of people in my guild Alliance-side are apparently going to level to 85 through archaeology because we're obsessed. (We got the guild achieve for arch a couple of days ago.) I have this goblin mage whose name is the Romanised form of this Persian alchemist who was super good. Obviously he's gonna be an alchemist. He's also going to work on archaeology so he'll have the Assistant Professor title, and he's going to have a vanity guild called The British Museum, and all the artifacts he digs up are going to be stored in the bank of it. Fuck yeaaaaaaaah!
I could hear Nellie scrabbling last night so I resolved to finally get around to attempting to clip her nails. I had to catch her twice because the first time she managed to wriggle out of the towel. This was after my sister came home and saw me with Nellie wrapped up like a swaddled infant and decided she looked like an angry little baby. (She did, too, she was very grumpy, and she looks grumpy even when she's wanting to be stroked.) The second time was a lot more successful though, I actually got her to settle down and lie pretty still and calm while I clipped all of them, then turned her up the right way and stroked her for a while until she wanted to get down. I offered her grass and dandelion leaves and she refused to touch them, then later I was petting Holly and reached to scritch the top of her head and she just didn't react. She was just sitting there like "I AM IGNORING YOU. :<"
This entry was originally posted at http://keieeeye.dreamwidth.org/156080.html. Feel free to comment there instead because LJ is a poo.