My idealized day...
Jun. 19th, 2001 09:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
msfledermaus*Since this morning was uneventful...*
7:30 After a night of sleep withut being woken up by traffic or mysterious firecracker noises, wake up, yawn, stretch, and--go back to sleep.
8:30 Still asleep.
10:00 Wake up, stretch, jump into art-deco shower with happy abandon and lots of Lush bath goop. Oooooh yeah...
10:20 Get dressed...Mostly black. this should not suprise anybody. Maybe more spandex than is really necessary.
10:30 Eat fabulous breakfast--bagels, fruit, juice. caviar. SuperPowers energy drink.
(for the Cartoon hero in you!)
11:00 Launch myself out of the window and fly over downtown, looking for evildoers. Happily, this isn't hard.
11:30 Drop a cab on friend's mean boss. And there was much rejoicing. Yaaay!!!
12:00 Take friends out to Fuji-Ya for sushi lunch.
3:00 Paint big murals on the IDS tower, just because I can. In hot pink. Paisley.
4:00 Cash in diamonds I've made from coal chunks by squishing them with my bare hands.
5:00 Fly over commuters and play the accordion to ease their stress levels. The screaming indicates it did not have the desired effect. D'ohhhhh...
6:00 Fly to Milwaukee to have dinner with Low Delta and Cyn, my fellow spandex-wearin' critters. Barbecue?
8:00 Go back home, check the Flying Monkey-clones in the Gro-tanks. They'll be ready to open a can of whup-ass tomorrow.
9:15 Door alarm whoops--the cops are trying to break down the door--apparently they think I'm growing pot.
9:20 Hypnotize police force, send them out with flowers and candy, chanting, "Ms Eff is my friend, Ms Eff is my friend..."
10:00 create fabulous sculture with paint, glue, and carving with my laser-beam vision.
11:07 Fall asleep. What a tiring day!!!!
Ms Eff...*sigh* I could still use a flying monkey, ya know...
7:30 After a night of sleep withut being woken up by traffic or mysterious firecracker noises, wake up, yawn, stretch, and--go back to sleep.
8:30 Still asleep.
10:00 Wake up, stretch, jump into art-deco shower with happy abandon and lots of Lush bath goop. Oooooh yeah...
10:20 Get dressed...Mostly black. this should not suprise anybody. Maybe more spandex than is really necessary.
10:30 Eat fabulous breakfast--bagels, fruit, juice. caviar. SuperPowers energy drink.
(for the Cartoon hero in you!)
11:00 Launch myself out of the window and fly over downtown, looking for evildoers. Happily, this isn't hard.
11:30 Drop a cab on friend's mean boss. And there was much rejoicing. Yaaay!!!
12:00 Take friends out to Fuji-Ya for sushi lunch.
3:00 Paint big murals on the IDS tower, just because I can. In hot pink. Paisley.
4:00 Cash in diamonds I've made from coal chunks by squishing them with my bare hands.
5:00 Fly over commuters and play the accordion to ease their stress levels. The screaming indicates it did not have the desired effect. D'ohhhhh...
6:00 Fly to Milwaukee to have dinner with Low Delta and Cyn, my fellow spandex-wearin' critters. Barbecue?
8:00 Go back home, check the Flying Monkey-clones in the Gro-tanks. They'll be ready to open a can of whup-ass tomorrow.
9:15 Door alarm whoops--the cops are trying to break down the door--apparently they think I'm growing pot.
9:20 Hypnotize police force, send them out with flowers and candy, chanting, "Ms Eff is my friend, Ms Eff is my friend..."
10:00 create fabulous sculture with paint, glue, and carving with my laser-beam vision.
11:07 Fall asleep. What a tiring day!!!!
Ms Eff...*sigh* I could still use a flying monkey, ya know...
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Date: 2001-06-19 08:04 am (UTC)(shouldn't there be briquettes in here or something?)
*checking the sky for a flying Maus*
BBQ! BBQ! Rah rah rah :):)
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Date: 2001-06-19 09:05 am (UTC)"Stand back a bit, Cyn!!!"
*Eyeball laserbeam-Zorch*
and the grill is lit...very very lit...
Ms Eff, watching the small mushroom cloud.
Uhhh, cyn, did you use those self-lighting briquettes or what?* sheepish grin*
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Date: 2001-06-19 09:24 am (UTC)aw heck, who needs eyebrows anyway?
ummmm...looks like our vegetable shish-ka-bobs are done. Done, Daddy, done. Reeeeeeeeally done.
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Date: 2001-06-19 09:48 am (UTC)Who likes theirs burnt?
Ms Eff, trying to rescuing the charred bits.