These aren't tears of joy

Apr 11, 2010 09:08

Stupid allergies. I'm hoping that some time this morning the allergy pill will kick in and my eyes will quit watering so I can see straight. Bah.

Yesterday was an absolutely beautiful day. Even though all the "experts" want us to live like Morlocks, I did sit out for a bit and soak up some rays. I had on a t-shirt and sweat pants because it had been really chilly when I got up, but sitting in the sun was so nice and warm, I pulled up the legs of my sweats to expose my calves to the sun, thereby causing three passing birds to crash into each other when they were blinded by the glare of the sun reflecting off my pasty white skin.

Anyway to celebrate the beautiful Spring day, I cleaned the bathroom and scrubbed the kitchen floor. Today I want to finish cleaning the upstairs so I can start downstairs next week. Such a fun and exciting life I lead. ;-)

I finally read Issue 34 and all I have to say is o_O. I'm just so very glad that I'm not really invested in this story. That way I don't get all upset by the weird shit going on. I'm also very glad I'm no longer a shipper in that 'verse. I gave up on Spuffy after Buffy tripped off to the mall after Spike had just incinerated himself saving the world. She can fuck her stake as far as I'm concerned.

Happy Sunday everyone.

general blather, cleaning up is hard to do

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