Real Live Preacher, courtesy of Population: One, is one hell of a blog. I periodically feel vaguely guilty that my journal is just a journal, and not political or sociological or any other sort of -al. It’s sort of curious to feel that way, as I never had any intention of it *being* an -al blog. Most of the purpose of starting the online journal was because people kept saying to me, “What’ve you been doing?” and I had no idea what the answer to that question was. “Uhhh… not…
Author: mizkit
sleeeeepy
Sleeeeeeepy. Probably it would help if I went and took a shower, which I haven’t done yet. OTOH, I have managed to get to the post office and send off the last two boxes of stuff. I have to make some more goodies. I have to finish cleaning the house. I have to do something else the very idea of which makes my eyes so sleepy I can’t even think of what it is. Oh. It’s wrap presents. Right. I remember. I have to do more laundry, too. Boy, do…
all hail ted
All hail Ted! The carpets are clean! Everything looks much nicer. The bathroom is half cleaned; the fumes drove me out. I’ll give it another go later tonight. There is art on the walls in the bedroom, which now looks much more finished than it did. We’re working on getting the Christmas tree up. And getting dinner. And I made fudge. And Jai called and went AUGH because she had to stop reading Urban Shaman to go do some other stuff, and Silkie is AUGHing because she doesn’t want me…
sleepy.
Sleepy. Been out shopping most of the bloody day. All the Christmas shopping is done. Um, well, all of it except my Mom hasn’t said what else she might want for Christmas, so I only have one thing for her, which seems insufficient. *sulk* Anyway. It is, however, done besides that! I have to go clean the bathroom in a few minutes. I’m procrastinating. :)
pretty cute
Two Weeks Notice was pretty cute. Also, it was only 90 minutes long, which I’m discovering I appreciate in a movie these days.