Half shark, half alligator, half man
Jun. 21st, 2010 08:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maypirateAmber's Spectacular Allergy Adventure goes into day three! Yesterday's total sneeze count was about 40, which wasn't bad, but today I'm already ahead of where I was yesterday at this time. And the underside of my chin itches like crazy and I don't know why and I can't make it stop. Also deep within my ears, the itching... Alkajhfsskjhfskhdsk
For Father's Day, my mom and I "gave my dad a rat", but really we purchased in his name bananas to feed a magical HeroRat and $20 for TB sniffings. This was actually at his suggestion, and we are all somewhat enamored of these rats (although their tails still upset my mom).
And I have to mentally prepare myself to spend a lot of money on my plane ticket for New York at the end of the week because frequent flyer miles are for jerks and only work on certain days and boooooooo. I asked what I should wear and Catherine emailed me to ask "Do you have a pair of tight-fitting low rise jeans?"
.... Of course I freakin' don't. It's like she hasn't known me for almost 20 years. And yes yes, boo hoo poor me, I'm being forced to go bar hopping in New York City. I realize that very few people are sympathetic, but it's just not my scene. And I will be the only person not drunk, so I guess that makes me the designated cab-hailer. :F
There's a thunderstorm going on, but I don't think it'll last much longer. Ah, well.
For Father's Day, my mom and I "gave my dad a rat", but really we purchased in his name bananas to feed a magical HeroRat and $20 for TB sniffings. This was actually at his suggestion, and we are all somewhat enamored of these rats (although their tails still upset my mom).
And I have to mentally prepare myself to spend a lot of money on my plane ticket for New York at the end of the week because frequent flyer miles are for jerks and only work on certain days and boooooooo. I asked what I should wear and Catherine emailed me to ask "Do you have a pair of tight-fitting low rise jeans?"
.... Of course I freakin' don't. It's like she hasn't known me for almost 20 years. And yes yes, boo hoo poor me, I'm being forced to go bar hopping in New York City. I realize that very few people are sympathetic, but it's just not my scene. And I will be the only person not drunk, so I guess that makes me the designated cab-hailer. :F
There's a thunderstorm going on, but I don't think it'll last much longer. Ah, well.
