Okay, I'm back...
Oct. 12th, 2005 06:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielEveryone is having a lie down except for me, because I was a lazy arse who didn't get up until 3 PM. It's relatively peaceful and quiet, except for BB Burdie, who has issues with shutting the fuck up.
My foul humour has mellowed a wee bit, so I risked coming back to LJ. So far, so good.
The Father Unit is hellbent on talking about The Past, which is really uncool, 'cos he gets all maudlin and apologetic and all I want to do is visit in peace. I told him this time that he really needs to live in the present and stop bringing all that bullshit up, 'cos he does it every time I'm around him for any length of time and it gets tedious. He said he didn't realise he did that and got even more apologetic. I swear, I'm gonna end up killing him in his sleep....if I can stay awake long enough to do the deed, that is.
Seriously though, he really needs to just let it all go. I haven't the patience for reliving and rehashing hoo-hah that does nothing but make people miserable. If you want to have a decent relationship with me, then try to do what BB can't and shut the fuck up!
I'm really missing the beasties today. My Shmoop is surely feeling abandoned by now. This is the longest she's been away from me since 5 weeks of age. Poor bebbeh. I squeeze her from afar.
It looks like we'll be heading home on Saturday, so we'll have enough time to get the house in order before the beasties return on Monday. I'll be giving them their last flea treatment upon their return home. I think flea season is pretty much over with in our area.
It's supposed to be cloudy and rainy tomorrow: a perfect day to visit the beach! I don't like hot sunny days on the beach. I want my beach days to be cloudy, cool, windy, and rainy, preferably with a rocky cliff in my line of site and maybe some dramatic music from a 1950s British drama. Yeah. I'm hoping that the beach will be abandoned by the sun worshippers and left barren for folks like me, of which I doubt there are very many around right now. It will be glorious, of that I have no doubt. Oh, and I will be taking pictures.
Right now, I can't get my mind off Snakes on a Plane. That's the coolest movie title EVAR. Samuel L. just continues to rise in levels of coolness.
Maybe I need to go be a little social now. I hear stirrings in the other room. It may be time to let BB out of his roost. Since he's decided that I'm Good People, BB has decided to sit on my finger and head and make all manner of noises. I've been accepted into his flock of one. Perhaps I can teach him some rude phrases before heading home. Bwaaahahahah!
(LOST in less than 2 hours...)
My foul humour has mellowed a wee bit, so I risked coming back to LJ. So far, so good.
The Father Unit is hellbent on talking about The Past, which is really uncool, 'cos he gets all maudlin and apologetic and all I want to do is visit in peace. I told him this time that he really needs to live in the present and stop bringing all that bullshit up, 'cos he does it every time I'm around him for any length of time and it gets tedious. He said he didn't realise he did that and got even more apologetic. I swear, I'm gonna end up killing him in his sleep....if I can stay awake long enough to do the deed, that is.
Seriously though, he really needs to just let it all go. I haven't the patience for reliving and rehashing hoo-hah that does nothing but make people miserable. If you want to have a decent relationship with me, then try to do what BB can't and shut the fuck up!
I'm really missing the beasties today. My Shmoop is surely feeling abandoned by now. This is the longest she's been away from me since 5 weeks of age. Poor bebbeh. I squeeze her from afar.
It looks like we'll be heading home on Saturday, so we'll have enough time to get the house in order before the beasties return on Monday. I'll be giving them their last flea treatment upon their return home. I think flea season is pretty much over with in our area.
It's supposed to be cloudy and rainy tomorrow: a perfect day to visit the beach! I don't like hot sunny days on the beach. I want my beach days to be cloudy, cool, windy, and rainy, preferably with a rocky cliff in my line of site and maybe some dramatic music from a 1950s British drama. Yeah. I'm hoping that the beach will be abandoned by the sun worshippers and left barren for folks like me, of which I doubt there are very many around right now. It will be glorious, of that I have no doubt. Oh, and I will be taking pictures.
Right now, I can't get my mind off Snakes on a Plane. That's the coolest movie title EVAR. Samuel L. just continues to rise in levels of coolness.
Maybe I need to go be a little social now. I hear stirrings in the other room. It may be time to let BB out of his roost. Since he's decided that I'm Good People, BB has decided to sit on my finger and head and make all manner of noises. I've been accepted into his flock of one. Perhaps I can teach him some rude phrases before heading home. Bwaaahahahah!
(LOST in less than 2 hours...)
