cut the deck - queen's left for dead.
I think this rap contains one of my least-favorite words: "egregious." Read Blackwood Farm by Anne Rice, and you'll hate it, too.
I slept off the last few hours of V-day because I was inexplicably tired after curling up with a Rumbles and closing my eyes. Now I'm here again, doing an essay on procrastination for writingz class tomorrow. I should probably be in bed by 4:30 or so. I'm going to try Seraquel tonight and see how that goes - Jackie said I'd get tired after about 20 minutes.
Valentine's Day was pretty pleasant - around 3, Mom and Smeg came back from her cardiologist appointment, which they had to reschedule due to a Code Blue at the hospital they were in. Whoops. Dad was home, I was still in my robe, and we tore into Valentine's giftage. I received a silver-glitter scarf I'd bought myself when Smeg and I went to Target last week, and Smeg got a plant that we bought the same day. I want to get some silver and light grey yarn to make this hat, pictured here on some doofy-looking girl in a kind of crappy color scheme. But then I would have a glitter scarf and a glitter hat and it would be 4w3s0m3.
Speaking of hats, Mom got us each bucket hats - mine is pink and suedey feeling and Smeg's is beige corduroy. She got herself this floppy tan hat that makes her look like Gilligan. It's hilarious. She said she found them all for SOOPER CH33P so I didn't feel as bad that Wall-Eyed Penguin CD Holder was only $2.30 or whatever. That's what we got her, because we are strange. Dad got her a card and flowers, but jewelry seemed strangely absent. I hope they're all okay with that. Dad got some books from us and ONE FRENCH-CUFFED SHIRT, finally. Mom only found one in white, but it fits him and now he can wear the engraved cufflinks she got him a while ago!! :D There was much chocolate given, some other candy (Sweethearts!), and the stuff for Smeg and me came in little blue canvas collapsible boxes that will hold CDs pretty well. Oh, how I love CD storage. And I received a book called Imagined London by Anna Quindlen, which appears to be a fictional account of fictional London. It looks neat. I love London. Even though I haven't been there. And we gave Mom a Law & Order board game that was too good to resist.
We also got seahorse-shaped chocolates!! So cute! Witness:
The long shell in that picture looks exactly like The Chocolate Shell That Got Away - I think we had them in my youth once and they were sooooooofuckinggood, even when I was 4 and no connoisseur of any kind. I want to try them again. Theahorthe!! <3
Dad made this Foreign Meat Thing for dinner. I'm not sure what it was supposed to be, but it looked and tasted pretty awful to me. Points for trying, Dad! Seriously, though, it was really disgusting - black-leathery meat rolls filled with cooked hamburger and pickle slices, coated in this gravy made from the wicked juices they were brewed in. DX I picked off the gravy and the leathery meat to get to some bland brown meat surrounding the hamburger, which was overwhelmed with Pickle. And there were some dumplings, which were kind of bland but fluffy and okay, and canned green beans, which are always cool with me. I picked at it all for a while and then dumped it in exchange for La Creme yogurtz. YOGURTZ. :o~~ We watched the new House together - good damn show.
I wish I liked more songs on Black Market Music, but some of them are just terrible. "Commercial For Levi" and "Black-Eyed" make me cringe and cry. "Haemoglobin," however, is totally fucking r0ck.
Back to my essay. I think I need to see the doctor tomorrow to get some effective cough glop - I've actually been reduced to taking liquid cough syrup, my ultimate medicinal nemesis! It's not very effective, though, for all the shuddering it makes me do. >\
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY again. Here at Casa Z, our misplaced holiday cheer is YOUR misplaced holiday cheer.
J.
I slept off the last few hours of V-day because I was inexplicably tired after curling up with a Rumbles and closing my eyes. Now I'm here again, doing an essay on procrastination for writingz class tomorrow. I should probably be in bed by 4:30 or so. I'm going to try Seraquel tonight and see how that goes - Jackie said I'd get tired after about 20 minutes.
Valentine's Day was pretty pleasant - around 3, Mom and Smeg came back from her cardiologist appointment, which they had to reschedule due to a Code Blue at the hospital they were in. Whoops. Dad was home, I was still in my robe, and we tore into Valentine's giftage. I received a silver-glitter scarf I'd bought myself when Smeg and I went to Target last week, and Smeg got a plant that we bought the same day. I want to get some silver and light grey yarn to make this hat, pictured here on some doofy-looking girl in a kind of crappy color scheme. But then I would have a glitter scarf and a glitter hat and it would be 4w3s0m3.
Speaking of hats, Mom got us each bucket hats - mine is pink and suedey feeling and Smeg's is beige corduroy. She got herself this floppy tan hat that makes her look like Gilligan. It's hilarious. She said she found them all for SOOPER CH33P so I didn't feel as bad that Wall-Eyed Penguin CD Holder was only $2.30 or whatever. That's what we got her, because we are strange. Dad got her a card and flowers, but jewelry seemed strangely absent. I hope they're all okay with that. Dad got some books from us and ONE FRENCH-CUFFED SHIRT, finally. Mom only found one in white, but it fits him and now he can wear the engraved cufflinks she got him a while ago!! :D There was much chocolate given, some other candy (Sweethearts!), and the stuff for Smeg and me came in little blue canvas collapsible boxes that will hold CDs pretty well. Oh, how I love CD storage. And I received a book called Imagined London by Anna Quindlen, which appears to be a fictional account of fictional London. It looks neat. I love London. Even though I haven't been there. And we gave Mom a Law & Order board game that was too good to resist.
We also got seahorse-shaped chocolates!! So cute! Witness:
The long shell in that picture looks exactly like The Chocolate Shell That Got Away - I think we had them in my youth once and they were sooooooofuckinggood, even when I was 4 and no connoisseur of any kind. I want to try them again. Theahorthe!! <3
Dad made this Foreign Meat Thing for dinner. I'm not sure what it was supposed to be, but it looked and tasted pretty awful to me. Points for trying, Dad! Seriously, though, it was really disgusting - black-leathery meat rolls filled with cooked hamburger and pickle slices, coated in this gravy made from the wicked juices they were brewed in. DX I picked off the gravy and the leathery meat to get to some bland brown meat surrounding the hamburger, which was overwhelmed with Pickle. And there were some dumplings, which were kind of bland but fluffy and okay, and canned green beans, which are always cool with me. I picked at it all for a while and then dumped it in exchange for La Creme yogurtz. YOGURTZ. :o~~ We watched the new House together - good damn show.
I wish I liked more songs on Black Market Music, but some of them are just terrible. "Commercial For Levi" and "Black-Eyed" make me cringe and cry. "Haemoglobin," however, is totally fucking r0ck.
Back to my essay. I think I need to see the doctor tomorrow to get some effective cough glop - I've actually been reduced to taking liquid cough syrup, my ultimate medicinal nemesis! It's not very effective, though, for all the shuddering it makes me do. >\
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY again. Here at Casa Z, our misplaced holiday cheer is YOUR misplaced holiday cheer.
J.