I feel like there's something I SHOULD be posting, but everytime I log in it escapes me ( Read more... )

And I'm feeling all goofy and everybody's in bed. The cat's already found a place to hide lest she have her poor little feline mind fucked with for my amusement. My beanie sloth is game, but he's a sloth and I'm not that patient at the moment. Porn is too ridiculous to be taken seriously and too joyless to be silly. Watching TV is just too ( Read more... )

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While she was here, Mom mentioned in passing that we are specifically descended from two clans of the Osage Tribe: Eagle... and Turtle.

I suppose that explains one of my animal fixations. Now I just need to wait for the discovery of the long-lost Holstein clan.

I have a smallish (about 5-6 inches tall) bronze statue of Shiva (traditional Cosmic Dance figure)which usually resides on top of my monitor. While my mom was visiting we (being my mom, the marital unit, and I) started discussing matters metaphysical in the kitchen while supper cooked. My husband told my mom the story of how the statue sorta ( Read more... )

Mom finally made it out of her driveway, over the frozen tundra of Highway 49 (which Alamance County did not see fit to plow OR salt) and onto I-40. Barring any further delays, she should be here about 3:30 or 4 this afternoon ( Read more... )

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I really should clean it more often.

On the other hand, if I did the rest of the house might feel that I was showing favoritism.

It's a Catch-22, really.

Or maybe I'll just blame it on being...


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And I apparently feel fine. If a bit befuddled.

But I still spell better than whoever created this quiz.


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