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rachg82You know, every time I end up talking with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
willothewisps, I end up laughing. Our conversations are so insane. Case in point, the following:
TinkNGiles: *tackles*
rachmarieg: *hugs* hi!
TinkNGiles: hiii
rachmarieg: how's it going, sexy thang?
TinkNGiles: heh. okay. I don't feel well. :-(
rachmarieg: aww. sick?
TinkNGiles: yeah. naseous and stuff.
rachmarieg: we are so fucking in sync. my tummy hurts too. poor us!
TinkNGiles: poor us indeed!
rachmarieg: just the two of us. . .
TinkNGiles: we can make it if we try chickapay
rachmarieg: hee
TinkNGiles: when are we buying our tree house, damnit?
TinkNGiles: I want an ewok village type house
rachmarieg: you gotta move here, first! i have plenty of trees by my house
TinkNGiles: are they enchanted trees?
rachmarieg: or we'll go out in the forest
rachmarieg: yes
rachmarieg: hee
TinkNGiles: ohh an enchanted forest!
. . .
TinkNGiles: I saw the cutest doggy today!
rachmarieg: ooh, what kind?
TinkNGiles: she was giving me kisses and was making me hold her bone while she chewed it. a wemariner(sp?)
rachmarieg: oh, really, you held her bone eh? *snicker*
TinkNGiles: don't make my doggy story all dirty!
rachmarieg: hey, you said it, not me! heh
rachmarieg: http://test.thespark.com/gendertest/
rachmarieg: take it, i was 86% woman
TinkNGiles: oh my god. You did NOT take that just now, did you?
TinkNGiles: You're creeping me out
rachmarieg: yes, indeedy. i think i took it once before, too
rachmarieg: why?
TinkNGiles: I took that about ten minutes ago
rachmarieg: HA!
TinkNGiles: I think I had the same score too
rachmarieg: it's like we were seperated at birth! haha
rachmarieg: did you find the link at that new otb board place? (not meta)
rachmarieg: or did you just randomly take it?
TinkNGiles: I just randomly took it
TinkNGiles: I went on the site because I felt like redoing old tests
rachmarieg: that is so hilarious
rachmarieg: i love us. haha
TinkNGiles: We are SO taking over the world someday.
rachmarieg: we so are! with an army of koala bears, all wearing little uniforms, carrying guns and swords
TinkNGiles: I'm going to make everyone worship kitties when we do
rachmarieg: we'll take over with pictures of anne geddes babies
TinkNGiles: aww they can't carry weapons. they fight with cookies and balloons
rachmarieg: when our enemies try to attack, we just whip out syd, who makes this face: :-[
rachmarieg: and they collapse
TinkNGiles: Hee!
rachmarieg: but wouldn't koala bears in uniforms with swords, making "grrr" faces, be ever so cute?
TinkNGiles: Hee! Yeah, it would actually
rachmarieg: and the people want to attack them, but they can't, because they're like "Aww, look at 'em, thinking they're all fierce, and dangerous. I can't shoot that!" then they just pat the koalas on the head, and wave a white flag, and the koalas giggle, and dance
TinkNGiles: hee! and they throw cookies to everyone
rachmarieg: oh my god, i make myself sick sometimes, with the cuteness. hee
rachmarieg: the only war in history to end in cookies
TinkNGiles: Best.War.Ever!
rachmarieg: seriously, and then we could use our overpowering cute!army to end fighting, around the world. we could like walk in the middle of the intifada (or however you spell it), in israel, while people are throwing rocks and shit at each other, and syd walks out in the middle, makes his sad face, and they all stop, ashamed.
TinkNGiles: aw! It would work too
rachmarieg: then we could win the nobel peace prize
TinkNGiles: and THEN take over the world!
rachmarieg: right, get 'em when they don't expect it. muahaha
TinkNGiles: Just the two of us
rachmarieg: and we can have a frickin' volcano layer with liquid hot mag-ma
TinkNGiles: and a hairless kitty?
rachmarieg: nah, we'll have cute kitties. i can't handle the hairless ones, i feel too bad for them
TinkNGiles: aw, but that's why we need to get at least one.
rachmarieg: we can still call them mr. bigglesworth, though
rachmarieg: aw, okay
TinkNGiles: I feel bad for them, so that's why I want one
rachmarieg: yeah. we'll dress them in sweaters, so they won't get cold. poor kitties
TinkNGiles: and little booties
rachmarieg: yeah
Hahahaha. Tink and I so need a volcano layer, it's true. With some freakin' sharks with freakin' lazer beams attached to their freakin' heads. Is that too much to ask?
Changing topics, you know what really bugs me? When you get a prescription pain killer, with several different types of things in it, and they don't tell you how many damn milligrams each ingrediant is. Like, my amidrine, for instance. They tell you there's acetaminophen in it, but don't tell you how MUCH. God, that annoys me. I had to look it up on the internet. Oh, and on the net, every site says taking two at once is the normal dose at first, but my label says to just take one. Of course it does say "take one as needed, with no more than five capsules in twelve hour period." So, I suppose you could take two at once. But they should make it clearer! Argh.
Anyway, nothing else about my day was even remotely interesting or exciting. Well, except that my Mom's never-ending health problems are, well, still never-ending. I don't know enough to try to explain it, yet, but hopefully I will by tomorrow. I'm really tired of one thing happenning after another. I don't know why life just can't cut this family a fucking break, for once. I just want to see my Mom be well, a state she hasn't been in for many years. And I don't even just mean mentally.
Mom at least was happy about progress she's made on her weight, tonight. She measured herself, and said she's lost a few inches. Just for fun, we measured me too. I remember a friend had to measure me, several years ago (because she was doing a project on models, I think? Or clothes, maybe? I don't even remember. I think it was clothes, though. Whatever, it doesn't matter. I just remember she had to make clothes, and did a sort of runway thing with them during her exhibition, and I was one of the "models." Heh, shortest run-way model evah! Go, me!), and my waist was 27 inches then. Tonight, when I measured it, it was 26 inches. So, hey, even if I have gained weight recently, at least I'm not as big as I was then, right? And, apparently, my hips are like 34 and a half inches wide (same as the bandsize for my bra. Is that normal, do you guys think? And by normal, I mean average). Although I'm not sure if we measured the hips right. I think you're supposed to do two different measurements for them, and we just picked a spot and went with it. Heh. But whatever.
Man, my Mom won't stop talking to me. Heh. It's two in the morning now (nevermind when I started this entry, just ignore that time), and she keeps blabbing away. Woman! I'm trying to finish this thing, so I can get to bed before the crack of dawn! Shuttie! Heh. Of course, we all know I probably won't get to bed anytime soon, despite my good intentions. But at least I'm trying to do it more; it just hasn't worked for shit so far. My only reason for wanting to get to bed is that I don't want to sleep in all day tomorrow. But the world won't end if I do. That little woman, however, really should get to bed, because she has an appointment at eight for a cat scan (long story. I'll explain it tomorrow, when I know more about the results). Tsk tsk.
She's such an insomniac, and even when she does fall asleep, she wakes up all night. And she's like the lightest sleeper in the history of the world. Seriously. I can't even tiptoe upstairs, without her waking up down the hall. Drives me crazy.
We just spent a good half hour (at least) loudly discussing/debating religion. Heh. She's in one of her "I accept Jesus as my savior, and the son of the Lord-ah!" phases, you see. We ended with the understanding though that you don't have to believe that, just to believe in God, or be a good person (in our opinions).
Aw, old-school X Files is on. Of course, I have all the episodes on tape (except for some from the last couple seasons, obviously. Le sigh), but nevermind that. Hee. Speaking of X Files, I read a couple new, sweet fics today. I figure I'll rec them here, since I know at leastinnle might be interested. A Plan Well Made, by Flynn. (I love me some Flynn, yo. Heh.) And the second was Puzzle Pieces, by Invisigoth. Of course I could recommend five million other fics, from here to eternity, but I just happenned to read those two today, so there you go. Good to see Flynn putting out a new one, now if only we could get her pal Cratkinson to write more! Heh. Not to mention lots of other authors. I've so been in such withdrawl, since the pace of new fanfics started slowing down. Sniff.
Anyway, other than what I've already said, my day was spent slackin', mostly. The only productive time was spent reading for my women's studies class. I love how I've already managed to get behind in the reading for both classes. Way to be, Rachael. Way to be. Heh.
Oh, Joe's been out of town this week, too. Which of course I love. Not that Joe and I never get along, but he's such a fucking grump, so much of the time. I get way sick of hearing him and Mom yell at each other. Especially since he yells more often than she does, yet he acts like it's the other way around. But that's getting into a whole other entry.
Hmm, yep, that's pretty much it. I'm feeling a survey-hunt coming on. Someone stop me. Hee.
Oooh, before I go, welcomefairyglitter10, to my friends! Aw, it gives me a happy little fuzzy feeling inside, when I get friended. Hee. Although you might regret adding me soon enough, fairy, once you see that my entries are always this enormously long and epic.
Picture of the Day: April 17th. *snort* Deep South, heh. This photographer is such a cheeseball, sometimes.
willothewisps, I end up laughing. Our conversations are so insane. Case in point, the following:TinkNGiles: *tackles*
rachmarieg: *hugs* hi!
TinkNGiles: hiii
rachmarieg: how's it going, sexy thang?
TinkNGiles: heh. okay. I don't feel well. :-(
rachmarieg: aww. sick?
TinkNGiles: yeah. naseous and stuff.
rachmarieg: we are so fucking in sync. my tummy hurts too. poor us!
TinkNGiles: poor us indeed!
rachmarieg: just the two of us. . .
TinkNGiles: we can make it if we try chickapay
rachmarieg: hee
TinkNGiles: when are we buying our tree house, damnit?
TinkNGiles: I want an ewok village type house
rachmarieg: you gotta move here, first! i have plenty of trees by my house
TinkNGiles: are they enchanted trees?
rachmarieg: or we'll go out in the forest
rachmarieg: yes
rachmarieg: hee
TinkNGiles: ohh an enchanted forest!
. . .
TinkNGiles: I saw the cutest doggy today!
rachmarieg: ooh, what kind?
TinkNGiles: she was giving me kisses and was making me hold her bone while she chewed it. a wemariner(sp?)
rachmarieg: oh, really, you held her bone eh? *snicker*
TinkNGiles: don't make my doggy story all dirty!
rachmarieg: hey, you said it, not me! heh
rachmarieg: http://test.thespark.com/gendertest/
rachmarieg: take it, i was 86% woman
TinkNGiles: oh my god. You did NOT take that just now, did you?
TinkNGiles: You're creeping me out
rachmarieg: yes, indeedy. i think i took it once before, too
rachmarieg: why?
TinkNGiles: I took that about ten minutes ago
rachmarieg: HA!
TinkNGiles: I think I had the same score too
rachmarieg: it's like we were seperated at birth! haha
rachmarieg: did you find the link at that new otb board place? (not meta)
rachmarieg: or did you just randomly take it?
TinkNGiles: I just randomly took it
TinkNGiles: I went on the site because I felt like redoing old tests
rachmarieg: that is so hilarious
rachmarieg: i love us. haha
TinkNGiles: We are SO taking over the world someday.
rachmarieg: we so are! with an army of koala bears, all wearing little uniforms, carrying guns and swords
TinkNGiles: I'm going to make everyone worship kitties when we do
rachmarieg: we'll take over with pictures of anne geddes babies
TinkNGiles: aww they can't carry weapons. they fight with cookies and balloons
rachmarieg: when our enemies try to attack, we just whip out syd, who makes this face: :-[
rachmarieg: and they collapse
TinkNGiles: Hee!
rachmarieg: but wouldn't koala bears in uniforms with swords, making "grrr" faces, be ever so cute?
TinkNGiles: Hee! Yeah, it would actually
rachmarieg: and the people want to attack them, but they can't, because they're like "Aww, look at 'em, thinking they're all fierce, and dangerous. I can't shoot that!" then they just pat the koalas on the head, and wave a white flag, and the koalas giggle, and dance
TinkNGiles: hee! and they throw cookies to everyone
rachmarieg: oh my god, i make myself sick sometimes, with the cuteness. hee
rachmarieg: the only war in history to end in cookies
TinkNGiles: Best.War.Ever!
rachmarieg: seriously, and then we could use our overpowering cute!army to end fighting, around the world. we could like walk in the middle of the intifada (or however you spell it), in israel, while people are throwing rocks and shit at each other, and syd walks out in the middle, makes his sad face, and they all stop, ashamed.
TinkNGiles: aw! It would work too
rachmarieg: then we could win the nobel peace prize
TinkNGiles: and THEN take over the world!
rachmarieg: right, get 'em when they don't expect it. muahaha
TinkNGiles: Just the two of us
rachmarieg: and we can have a frickin' volcano layer with liquid hot mag-ma
TinkNGiles: and a hairless kitty?
rachmarieg: nah, we'll have cute kitties. i can't handle the hairless ones, i feel too bad for them
TinkNGiles: aw, but that's why we need to get at least one.
rachmarieg: we can still call them mr. bigglesworth, though
rachmarieg: aw, okay
TinkNGiles: I feel bad for them, so that's why I want one
rachmarieg: yeah. we'll dress them in sweaters, so they won't get cold. poor kitties
TinkNGiles: and little booties
rachmarieg: yeah
Hahahaha. Tink and I so need a volcano layer, it's true. With some freakin' sharks with freakin' lazer beams attached to their freakin' heads. Is that too much to ask?
Changing topics, you know what really bugs me? When you get a prescription pain killer, with several different types of things in it, and they don't tell you how many damn milligrams each ingrediant is. Like, my amidrine, for instance. They tell you there's acetaminophen in it, but don't tell you how MUCH. God, that annoys me. I had to look it up on the internet. Oh, and on the net, every site says taking two at once is the normal dose at first, but my label says to just take one. Of course it does say "take one as needed, with no more than five capsules in twelve hour period." So, I suppose you could take two at once. But they should make it clearer! Argh.
Anyway, nothing else about my day was even remotely interesting or exciting. Well, except that my Mom's never-ending health problems are, well, still never-ending. I don't know enough to try to explain it, yet, but hopefully I will by tomorrow. I'm really tired of one thing happenning after another. I don't know why life just can't cut this family a fucking break, for once. I just want to see my Mom be well, a state she hasn't been in for many years. And I don't even just mean mentally.
Mom at least was happy about progress she's made on her weight, tonight. She measured herself, and said she's lost a few inches. Just for fun, we measured me too. I remember a friend had to measure me, several years ago (because she was doing a project on models, I think? Or clothes, maybe? I don't even remember. I think it was clothes, though. Whatever, it doesn't matter. I just remember she had to make clothes, and did a sort of runway thing with them during her exhibition, and I was one of the "models." Heh, shortest run-way model evah! Go, me!), and my waist was 27 inches then. Tonight, when I measured it, it was 26 inches. So, hey, even if I have gained weight recently, at least I'm not as big as I was then, right? And, apparently, my hips are like 34 and a half inches wide (same as the bandsize for my bra. Is that normal, do you guys think? And by normal, I mean average). Although I'm not sure if we measured the hips right. I think you're supposed to do two different measurements for them, and we just picked a spot and went with it. Heh. But whatever.
Man, my Mom won't stop talking to me. Heh. It's two in the morning now (nevermind when I started this entry, just ignore that time), and she keeps blabbing away. Woman! I'm trying to finish this thing, so I can get to bed before the crack of dawn! Shuttie! Heh. Of course, we all know I probably won't get to bed anytime soon, despite my good intentions. But at least I'm trying to do it more; it just hasn't worked for shit so far. My only reason for wanting to get to bed is that I don't want to sleep in all day tomorrow. But the world won't end if I do. That little woman, however, really should get to bed, because she has an appointment at eight for a cat scan (long story. I'll explain it tomorrow, when I know more about the results). Tsk tsk.
She's such an insomniac, and even when she does fall asleep, she wakes up all night. And she's like the lightest sleeper in the history of the world. Seriously. I can't even tiptoe upstairs, without her waking up down the hall. Drives me crazy.
We just spent a good half hour (at least) loudly discussing/debating religion. Heh. She's in one of her "I accept Jesus as my savior, and the son of the Lord-ah!" phases, you see. We ended with the understanding though that you don't have to believe that, just to believe in God, or be a good person (in our opinions).
Aw, old-school X Files is on. Of course, I have all the episodes on tape (except for some from the last couple seasons, obviously. Le sigh), but nevermind that. Hee. Speaking of X Files, I read a couple new, sweet fics today. I figure I'll rec them here, since I know at least
innle might be interested. A Plan Well Made, by Flynn. (I love me some Flynn, yo. Heh.) And the second was Puzzle Pieces, by Invisigoth. Of course I could recommend five million other fics, from here to eternity, but I just happenned to read those two today, so there you go. Good to see Flynn putting out a new one, now if only we could get her pal Cratkinson to write more! Heh. Not to mention lots of other authors. I've so been in such withdrawl, since the pace of new fanfics started slowing down. Sniff.Anyway, other than what I've already said, my day was spent slackin', mostly. The only productive time was spent reading for my women's studies class. I love how I've already managed to get behind in the reading for both classes. Way to be, Rachael. Way to be. Heh.
Oh, Joe's been out of town this week, too. Which of course I love. Not that Joe and I never get along, but he's such a fucking grump, so much of the time. I get way sick of hearing him and Mom yell at each other. Especially since he yells more often than she does, yet he acts like it's the other way around. But that's getting into a whole other entry.
Hmm, yep, that's pretty much it. I'm feeling a survey-hunt coming on. Someone stop me. Hee.
Oooh, before I go, welcome
fairyglitter10, to my friends! Aw, it gives me a happy little fuzzy feeling inside, when I get friended. Hee. Although you might regret adding me soon enough, fairy, once you see that my entries are always this enormously long and epic.Picture of the Day: April 17th. *snort* Deep South, heh. This photographer is such a cheeseball, sometimes.
