boy with a silver earring
Yesterday was a very exciting day.
mzdt came by my workplace and got greeted most appropriately by hordes of screaming children, and he came bearing a bucket which delighted me to no end.
And I got to make him Office Tea with Fairtrade Sugar in it, and then we got to walk around Queens Park a bit and have Vegetable Food at a Lebanese cafe.
And then in the evening I slouched on the sofa, ate pizza and watched Life Before Birth which was excellent [some ace ultrasound footage of babies pulling faces] except the bit right at the end depicting the actual birth which was a tad traumatic viewing.
Z: Argh! There's a thing coming out of that woman's vagina!
N: Aaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaaarghhh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
Z: It's like an alien with hair!
N: Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaargh!
Z: Oh my God, there's a whole baby's head sticking out of woman!
N: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarghh! Aaaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
Z:That midwife is pulling the baby out by ITS HEAD!
N: Aaaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaargh!
Z: I am so glad I will never have to experience that kind of pain.
N: Don't worry honey, you will get to experience other kinds of pain.
And then I went on to pierce his ear. Well re-pierce it [he already had a hole in it, just hadn't worn an earring for years]. He squeaked theatrically but the sight of him sporting one of my long, dangly girly earrings {z:* mmmmmm, jangley*} was one of the funniest things I'd ever seen and it pretty much stayed hilarious all right up until the next morning when we discovered that his ear was infected [oops] and somewhat painful [oops] when i tried to take the earring out [z: aaaaaaargh! n: you squeal like a girl. z: because it hurts *sniff*]. But thanks to my self-injurious past I had plenty of antiseptic supplies within easy reach so it was all sorted.
AND as a bonus as he was changing for work this morning he forgot his tracksuit bottoms in my room. [queue EVIL LAUGHTER]. Ah, as part of my new tactics I shall secrete them somewhere dark and hidden where he'll never find them again MWAHAHAHAHAHHA and then stealthily pick off his tracksuit bottoms one by one until THERE ARE ONLY PROPER TROUSERS LEFT.
mwaqhahahahahahahahahaha.
if i had mustaches I'd be twirling their ends right now.
mzdt came by my workplace and got greeted most appropriately by hordes of screaming children, and he came bearing a bucket which delighted me to no end.
And I got to make him Office Tea with Fairtrade Sugar in it, and then we got to walk around Queens Park a bit and have Vegetable Food at a Lebanese cafe.
And then in the evening I slouched on the sofa, ate pizza and watched Life Before Birth which was excellent [some ace ultrasound footage of babies pulling faces] except the bit right at the end depicting the actual birth which was a tad traumatic viewing.
Z: Argh! There's a thing coming out of that woman's vagina!
N: Aaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaaarghhh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
Z: It's like an alien with hair!
N: Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaargh!
Z: Oh my God, there's a whole baby's head sticking out of woman!
N: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarghh! Aaaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
Z:That midwife is pulling the baby out by ITS HEAD!
N: Aaaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Aaaaaaargh!
Z: I am so glad I will never have to experience that kind of pain.
N: Don't worry honey, you will get to experience other kinds of pain.
And then I went on to pierce his ear. Well re-pierce it [he already had a hole in it, just hadn't worn an earring for years]. He squeaked theatrically but the sight of him sporting one of my long, dangly girly earrings {z:* mmmmmm, jangley*} was one of the funniest things I'd ever seen and it pretty much stayed hilarious all right up until the next morning when we discovered that his ear was infected [oops] and somewhat painful [oops] when i tried to take the earring out [z: aaaaaaargh! n: you squeal like a girl. z: because it hurts *sniff*]. But thanks to my self-injurious past I had plenty of antiseptic supplies within easy reach so it was all sorted.
AND as a bonus as he was changing for work this morning he forgot his tracksuit bottoms in my room. [queue EVIL LAUGHTER]. Ah, as part of my new tactics I shall secrete them somewhere dark and hidden where he'll never find them again MWAHAHAHAHAHHA and then stealthily pick off his tracksuit bottoms one by one until THERE ARE ONLY PROPER TROUSERS LEFT.
mwaqhahahahahahahahahaha.
if i had mustaches I'd be twirling their ends right now.