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Feb. 21st, 2012 06:53 pmToday, I had such a lovely conversation with a woman that I didn't notice I was getting a migraine until the bus ride home, where it pounced upon me like I was a tasty, tasty thing. So now, my cat is purring too loudly, and I'm desperately trying to distract myself until the meds kick in enough that I can close my eyes. (If I close them now, I get this lovely sensation of vertigo). I think I shall call the woman Delight, but I reserve the right to change my mind.
I got an email today where I could only read part of the title. What I read was "Improve your arsenal of kit..". What it said was "kitchen tools". What I assumed it said was "kittens." I like my version much better.
I have awesome homemade lasagna in the fridge and some thoughts that bear thinking (or possibly utilizing my usual go-to of asking Light what the hell something means. For someone who prides themselves on being able to ferret out what motivates people, nice things leave me baffled). I'm considering Project Avoid the Confessional a success. Now if I can just get the dog to sit the fuck down.
I got an email today where I could only read part of the title. What I read was "Improve your arsenal of kit..". What it said was "kitchen tools". What I assumed it said was "kittens." I like my version much better.
I have awesome homemade lasagna in the fridge and some thoughts that bear thinking (or possibly utilizing my usual go-to of asking Light what the hell something means. For someone who prides themselves on being able to ferret out what motivates people, nice things leave me baffled). I'm considering Project Avoid the Confessional a success. Now if I can just get the dog to sit the fuck down.