late night with mausi...
Aug. 31st, 2003 10:26 pmI'm waiting for Ben the Neighbor and Pipa Pete to come home from their lovely B-day dinner, (Ben's) and come home for dessert. I have...something...in the tub waiting for it's new home. The damn thing has tentacles. I kinda like it, but it's a little freaky too. At least it hasn't tried to strangle me or anything when I'm moving it from the shower rod to a perch on a small table by the sink. Ben Ben Ben, come the hell home so I can get this...this THING out of my shower!!!
Today someone mentioned I was in a bit of a rut. *Nods soberly* I suppose it's true.
I think some of that is just summer, and work stress and some unhappy memories that sprout right about now. I like to feel safe when I'm stressed out. Which means being a bit dull...
*whacks questing tentacle sneaking out of the bathroom*
Okay, maybe dull isn't quite the word I was looking for...
*whack whack whack*
Right, back in the bathroom, you Lovecraftian nightmare!!!
*tentacle sneaks away very quickly*
Anyway, it's easy for me to feel like a real loser sometimes. When someone points out my (very real) deficiencies, it really hits me, the typical Capricorn, where I live.
It's not a happy thing. But that doesn't make it untrue or anything.
So there you are...waiting patiently with me for some kind of flan torte with strawberries guarding the insect-eating version of Cthuhlu.
*tentacles sneak back out again*
Dammit, I SAID they're not home yet! No Flan for you!
*whack whack whack!*
You see what I have to put up with?
*WHACK*
Today someone mentioned I was in a bit of a rut. *Nods soberly* I suppose it's true.
I think some of that is just summer, and work stress and some unhappy memories that sprout right about now. I like to feel safe when I'm stressed out. Which means being a bit dull...
*whacks questing tentacle sneaking out of the bathroom*
Okay, maybe dull isn't quite the word I was looking for...
*whack whack whack*
Right, back in the bathroom, you Lovecraftian nightmare!!!
*tentacle sneaks away very quickly*
Anyway, it's easy for me to feel like a real loser sometimes. When someone points out my (very real) deficiencies, it really hits me, the typical Capricorn, where I live.
It's not a happy thing. But that doesn't make it untrue or anything.
So there you are...waiting patiently with me for some kind of flan torte with strawberries guarding the insect-eating version of Cthuhlu.
*tentacles sneak back out again*
Dammit, I SAID they're not home yet! No Flan for you!
*whack whack whack!*
You see what I have to put up with?
*WHACK*
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Date: 2003-08-31 08:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-31 09:00 pm (UTC)Dangit, I'm just a little torn up by the whole thing. I don't wanna be dull, I don't wanna be dull, I DON'T WANNAAA!
*sob*
It's that whole Capricornian 'I wanna be perfect or die trying!" sort of thing.:/
*Take weedwhacker with glee*
I can't whack that thing too much, it has to look okay for it's grand presentation.
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Date: 2003-08-31 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-01 12:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-01 12:43 pm (UTC)It's a carnivorus pitcher plant that was a birthday present for my Neighbor, Ben the Neighbor. 3 days I've babysat that thing!!! 3 days!!
about the flan...
Date: 2003-09-01 04:38 am (UTC)You are not allowed to keep flan as a pet and I believe tentacles have to be registered with the federal government as a weapon.
Re: about the flan...
Date: 2003-09-01 10:21 am (UTC)LOL!
Re: about the flan...
Date: 2003-09-01 12:48 pm (UTC)There WAS flan...but I think I'm okay under the rules, since it's mysteriously gone missing...*Glares at pitcher plant, which burps*
And I think Ben the neighbor's got paperwork for the plant...Funny, it had more paperwork than the concealed-carry gun laws we have now..and how the heck would you conceal a killer plant, anyway? It wouldn't fit under a sweater...
*scratches head*
Anyway, the tentacles are out of my bathtub. As far as I know.
*pticher plant whistles innocently to itself*
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Date: 2003-09-01 06:30 am (UTC)Flan gives me the willies.
*shudders*
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Date: 2003-09-01 12:50 pm (UTC)And...*Blush* thank you.
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Date: 2003-09-01 03:00 pm (UTC)*Huge sigh of relief and chuckles at self for getting worked up over a little flan.*
Hahaha.
Thank God, the flan is gone.
*Gets up to close the door....only to find a plate full of flan lurking in the darknes!!!!*
ARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
*Runs away in Gilligan-like fashion*
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Date: 2003-09-01 10:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-01 12:53 pm (UTC)*Shakes fist at scary Lovecraftian plant*