This is not a post of importance.
Sep. 24th, 2007 08:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stillaneYeah. Just like it says, this is only my usual accounting of the week thus far.
1. Got the Test of Doom back today. Um. Well, I didn't flunk, which puts me ahead of where I expected, so... *thumbs up?*
2. I have now finished The Persuaders! canon and can confirm once more that it is the earnest tale of two very rich, very goofy guys who roam around Europe having adventures. Together. As a couple. I'm telling you, it's Nick and Nora with two penises. I am contemplating doing a post solely about this subject, simply because I have a hard time believing this, and I've seen it. It reminds me of nothing so much as a technicolor, Euroed-up version of I-Man.
Plus, you haven't lived until you've seen Roger Moore attempt to dance. Seriously. I'm bad, and even I can tell he's worse.
3. I managed to do a complete overhaul on just about everything this weekend. I cleaned the house and the laundry and my bedding and my fridge and my dog. That last earned me much grief; trying to get 80 lbs. of Golden to stay in a slick metal tub with nothing between him and freedom but a shower curtain and your own persistence is an interesting experience. And then, of course, you get the looks of doom all night long. I wound up bribing him with a toy bat. He is gratifyingly thrilled, and willing to overlook my transgressions in favor of waving its slimy, flappy wings in my face. *shrug* It beats the giant rubber tire that I wake up to on my nose most mornings.
4. As part of said overhaul, the ritual cutting of the hair was undertaken. I said, "Not very drastic, just less 'cry for help'", which apparently translated as, "Please, remove great chunks at will!" I walked out in a daze of semi-horror, but consensus today seems to be very positive. This proves once and for all that I should barely be allowed to dress myself, my sense of fashion is so shot.
5. Remember when I used to write stuff? *sigh* I keep trying, but the words aren't lining up right. I think I need to stop worrying about them, because I always write better when I'm not paying attention. Hm.
6. Tomorrow, I am going to go play with pigs. *looks for earplugs*
7. How are you doing?
2. I have now finished The Persuaders! canon and can confirm once more that it is the earnest tale of two very rich, very goofy guys who roam around Europe having adventures. Together. As a couple. I'm telling you, it's Nick and Nora with two penises. I am contemplating doing a post solely about this subject, simply because I have a hard time believing this, and I've seen it. It reminds me of nothing so much as a technicolor, Euroed-up version of I-Man.
Plus, you haven't lived until you've seen Roger Moore attempt to dance. Seriously. I'm bad, and even I can tell he's worse.
3. I managed to do a complete overhaul on just about everything this weekend. I cleaned the house and the laundry and my bedding and my fridge and my dog. That last earned me much grief; trying to get 80 lbs. of Golden to stay in a slick metal tub with nothing between him and freedom but a shower curtain and your own persistence is an interesting experience. And then, of course, you get the looks of doom all night long. I wound up bribing him with a toy bat. He is gratifyingly thrilled, and willing to overlook my transgressions in favor of waving its slimy, flappy wings in my face. *shrug* It beats the giant rubber tire that I wake up to on my nose most mornings.
4. As part of said overhaul, the ritual cutting of the hair was undertaken. I said, "Not very drastic, just less 'cry for help'", which apparently translated as, "Please, remove great chunks at will!" I walked out in a daze of semi-horror, but consensus today seems to be very positive. This proves once and for all that I should barely be allowed to dress myself, my sense of fashion is so shot.
5. Remember when I used to write stuff? *sigh* I keep trying, but the words aren't lining up right. I think I need to stop worrying about them, because I always write better when I'm not paying attention. Hm.
6. Tomorrow, I am going to go play with pigs. *looks for earplugs*
7. How are you doing?
