Soooo...
I had plans today. They mostly involved sleeping in, taking a long bath, doing not a lot of anything and maybe watching the Samurai Jack marathon on Toonami.
Instead I got woken up early, dragged round the market by my mother, got very cold, spent money I didn't mean to spend (though did get a postal tube which I needed), then dragged around the supermarket (Though I did con her into buying me some purple berry lights to replace my old set of fairy lights which sadly kicked the bucket recently) and then spent 3 hours watching her write christmas cards while we dissected virtually every annoying thing anyone has ever done ever, bitched a lot, decided we wanted peach schnappes this year at christmas and came to the conclusion that Wednesday night should be steak and Hughklahoma night because JR's out at the work christmas do.
Mum likes Hughklahoma... *shrugs* Eh, she thinks he's pretty-lookin'.
Wolvermuse: Pretty-lookin'...?!
LT: She has trouble connecting the two of you, quit fussing
So anyway... I'm up a set of fairy lights but my knees ache like an old woman's and my hair has gone that special kind of greasy it only goes when it's already greasy but you've been out somewhere cold and damp with it too.
*goes off to find a fluffy bathtowel and a rubber duckie*
I had plans today. They mostly involved sleeping in, taking a long bath, doing not a lot of anything and maybe watching the Samurai Jack marathon on Toonami.
Instead I got woken up early, dragged round the market by my mother, got very cold, spent money I didn't mean to spend (though did get a postal tube which I needed), then dragged around the supermarket (Though I did con her into buying me some purple berry lights to replace my old set of fairy lights which sadly kicked the bucket recently) and then spent 3 hours watching her write christmas cards while we dissected virtually every annoying thing anyone has ever done ever, bitched a lot, decided we wanted peach schnappes this year at christmas and came to the conclusion that Wednesday night should be steak and Hughklahoma night because JR's out at the work christmas do.
Mum likes Hughklahoma... *shrugs* Eh, she thinks he's pretty-lookin'.
Wolvermuse: Pretty-lookin'...?!
LT: She has trouble connecting the two of you, quit fussing
So anyway... I'm up a set of fairy lights but my knees ache like an old woman's and my hair has gone that special kind of greasy it only goes when it's already greasy but you've been out somewhere cold and damp with it too.
*goes off to find a fluffy bathtowel and a rubber duckie*