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Day 25: my day in detail, sort of
Dec. 25th, 2009 10:52 pmChristmas day! My family is Christian, although I am not, so we celebrate this day together.
Woke up and had coffee at J's. Clung for a while. Regrouped & drove up to Cecil County to Mom's. Had brunch, exchanged family gossip, opened gifts. Went to see Mommom at the nursing home. She is frail and tired, but as well as can be expected. After she fell asleep, we went over to Favorite Uncle's place to socialize. Clung to J some more. Spent the rest of the day & evening there with extended family. Sleepy. Had too much wine and a slice of poundcake that I probably shouldn't've.
Happy holidays, y'all.
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Day 24: whatever suits my fancy
Dec. 24th, 2009 09:57 pmWe finally arrived at J's after a 3 hour delay (mechanical, not weather-related) and missing luggage issues. Clinging. Having belated birthday cake. Watching Empire Strikes Back.
It suits my fancy to offer hugs and best wishes and hopes for a happy, safe holiday to everyone who is celebrating. ♥
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We're the only people in our neighborhood who haven't decorated the house or yard for the holidays. Christmas (or whatever end-of-year religious festivities apply) is my least favorite holiday, and I see no point in dragging all that STUFF out if I'm just going to travel elsewhere anyway.
There's a contest for best lights and deco in our neighborhood. One house down the street has:
1. angels with lighted wings and trumpets
2. a nativity
3. a snowman
lit on one side of their front yard. The walkway to their front door and the base of the big pine tree are studded with multicolored lights. The other side of the front yard has
1. wire-framed reindeer
2. Santa & sleigh
3. wire-framed palm trees
decorated with twinkling lights. From edge to edge, lawn is maybe 20 ft by 30.
I just. Really? Why don't they stick a menorah or crescent or Kwanzaa-appropriate symbol out there too, to cover all their bases?
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ETA: For that 30-day meme, thing? Today I'm supposed to post/link to a YouTube video. This isn't YouTube, it's Buzznet. Here. Um, yeah. It's Gabe Saporta. I don't even know what to say, except that I laugh every time I think about a) the misheard lyrics, b) the tattoo, c) Gabe and Travie singing and recording the misheard lyrics (while Gabe shows us his cat tattoo).
is that really a srs question?
Nov. 9th, 2009 03:25 pmNew Student splattered crystal violet all over the sink, floor, and cabinet this weekend, and didn't clean it up. (That was the twitpic from yesterday.) He sent me an email saying it had happened, and asked if he should try to scrub it up.
Uh... YES? If he'd sprayed it with 70% ethanol or some methanol when it happened, it would have wiped clean, or mostly so. Now that it's had all weekend to set? Housekeeping is probably going to have to strip the floors. And still, he asked me today if he should bother cleaning the sink. Um... YES? IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION?
Seriously, why does an adult need to ASK if he should clean up his own mess?
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~ I cleaned off The Idiot's bench this afternoon. In addition to a dozen dried-out, crusty, label-free bottles, he had four pairs of scissors, six sets of forceps, eight stirbars, three PAP pens (IDK why he had these or the Koplin jars - he didn't do any IHC), and twelve open boxes of pipette tips.
Then I dumped out and bleached the contents of his trap, and found the most monstrous colony of mold EVER growing on the stopper. Not even in the waste medium. ON THE STOPPER. Using rubber and whatever aspirated liquid reached it. Groooossssssss.
~ Possibly unpopular opinion: Jack White's best work has been with The Raconteurs. Please to be climbing down from the drum kit and pushing that Mosshart chick aside for the Dead Weather set at ACL, Mr. White. (No, really, I'm really REALLY hoping that Jack Lawrence is doing the live-action drumming, and White will be playing guitar and singing whenever possible.)
~ SUPERNATURAL TONIGHT!
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Sep. 5th, 2009 11:25 pmPaolo Nutini sounds awesome, but he looks strung out. IDK, maybe he's just tired. How long has this tour been going?
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We are a nation of caffeine addicts
Aug. 10th, 2009 04:47 amThe airport Sbx doesn't open for another 15 minutes, but there's already a line forming.
Need my fix. Need my fix. Need my fix.
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Tom wakes to the patter of rain on the window. Sean is curled against his chest, his head tucked under Tom's chin, and Ryan is plastered to his back, one arm thrown across both their chests. They're sleeping soundly, so that can't be what woke him. He has a niggling feeling that something is wrong, though, and he can't shake it. He lies there, trying to relax back into slumber-they'd been up all night hunting, and he was exhausted when they fell into bed after dawn-but it's impossible.
Finally he edges out from under Sean, shushing his unconscious grumblings, and finds fresh clothes, letting himself out of the bedroom and apartment quietly. He's still a block from his old place, which he hasn't sublet yet, despite not sleeping there in months, when he spies Jon on the stoop. He's wet and miserable, his face drawn and tired, and Tom feels questions bubbling up in his throat immediately.
"Sorry. I forgot my spare key." Forgot his windbreaker, forgot that it was autumn in a city that had real seasons, forgot his *boys*. Tom mentally rearranges his questions.
"No problem, Jonny. I can get you another one. Let's get inside. I haven't had any coffee yet, and you look like you could use some."
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ETA: As I just told
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why_me_why_not, canon is screwing with my ability (small as it was to begin with) to write, especially happily-ever-after fic.
