Pillow Talk

Brandus is sick. Brandus is tired.

Which means the urge to smother him with a pillow is becoming stronger.

I love him. He knows this, I know this, you know this.

But he is obnoxious when he doesnt feel well.

He talks constantly. Not just “Im dying,” which doesnt bother me, cause everyone gets to whine when they are sick, but constant, completely RANDOM things. all the time. regardless of the fact that A)whatever he said wasnt funny, B)made no sense, or C) alia is trying to get some work done.

the main problem is that he expects me to respond to all of it. lets see an example from last night, shall we?

brandus: hey.
alia: *concentrating on typing*
brandus: hey
alia: yeah, baby?
brandus: i heard this story about alex trebeck.
alia: umm. ok?
brandus: no, really, this is funny. so alex trebeck..are you listening?
alia: yeah. yeah, im listening. *typing, keeping an ear open*
brandus: i dont think you are.
alia: *abandons typing. turns to face him* ok, full attention. alex trebeck?
brandus: *proceeds to tell random story about alex trebeck, drinking, SNL, something*
alia: *stares blankly*
brandus: *blinks, looks puzzled by alia’s lack of amusement* he had to phrase it in the form of a question.
alia: *still confused*
brandus: they were talking about alex trebeck on tv and it made me think of it
alia: umm..no they werent.
brandus: they werent?
alia: no.
brandus: the game show? SNL?
alia: none of those have been mentioned on the tv in the last hour or so.
brandus: but dont you see why its funny?
alia: um..sure, sweetie. it was a good story.
brandus: *grins*
alia: *typing*

all is quiet for about 1 minute.

brandus: hey.
alia:*…*
brandus: hey.
alia: yes?
brandus: so do you want to watch Jepordy?
alia: its not on right now.
brandus: its not?
alia: no.
brandus: why? because alex treback is in jail?
alia: what? i dont know. because it doenst come on right now.

and on and on and on and on.

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Filch is Kicking My Ass

I love my gamecube. i really do. its fun.

i love the Harry Potter games. no, really, shut up, i do. i played Chamber of Secrets, like, 3 times, all the way through. cause its fun. and because i got obsessed about getting all 101 wizard cards.

currently, im playing Sorceror’s Stone. i played it on the computer, and got all the way to the end, but then couldnt kill Voldimort, got frustrated, and gave up. so it gets redesigned, rereleased for gamecube and playstation. and its lots of fun. im obsessivly finding wizard cards again, as well as realizing that Fred and George arent really selling anything interesting this game.

so why. dear god, WHY, must the hardest part of either game be getting in and out of the stupid restricted section of the library? in Chamber, it took me two days to finally get in and out. getting past the prefects is such a pain! and then the climbing. and the getting hit by books and then the falling. gah!

i figured Sorceror’s Stone would be easier. HA! It took me an hour to sneak in, because even with the invisibility cloak, i kept getting caught. and then the climbing. and the attacking books, and the falling. and now? now i cant sneak back out of the restricted section. ive been caught 7 times already.

dammit.

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Survival of the Fittest

Well, i survived. yesterday, when i almost fell asleep in my dinner but insisted i still wanted to go see “Hello Dolly,” i wasnt sure i would make it.

lingerie shower was fun. it was myself, Shan, Julie, Christy, Michelle, and a couple of moms. so not too many people, but good food, yummy dessert, and prizes!

nothing dirty, unless you count the leopard print thong that Shan’s little sister sent. everything else was mostly pajamas. and some were extremely cute.

im packed, and waiting for mom to finish getting ready so we can head to the airport and i can LEAVE.

and i only packed my new bed stuff from the tons of prizes currently taking over the dining room here, so my new comforter, my mattress pad, my duvet cover, sateen sheets, and the bedskirt. and i have no clue why im taking the bedskirt.

i also got alot of towels, including a really scary cream colored set that has brown fringe. lots of guest towels, some new pillows, lots of placemats and napkins, and many many fancy guest towels that i cant honestly see myself ever using, unless i move to Stepford and get turned into Dell.

but my mother would never wear a long skirt and a big hat. shes a much more fashion forward model of the Wife.

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Dress Mess

would anyone like to tell me what completely sadistic person invented control top pantyhose that goes all the way up to the bottom of your bra?

more importantly, why am i being forced to wear them under my dress?

“You wont have any bulges, dear.”

bah.

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HEE!

For the record? my mother has been ordering me to avoid all kinds of foods, due to the fact she *knew* that my dress was going to be too small.

its too big.

HA!

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