Meme Queen

I think just about everyone's done this, and for once I don't match anyone else. And even better, I'm Babylonian, babies!

Your Score: Queen Sammuramat

You scored 65% on ruling power!

You are: Sammuramat, Assyrian Queen, 9th Century B.C.
Sammuramat is the subject of many myths about her reign as both the wife and mother of kings. She apparently accompanied her husband into battle, greatly expanded Babylonia's control over far-flung territories, irrigated the flatlands between the Tigris and Euphrates rivers, and restored the fading beauty of her capital, Babylon.

Link: The Which Historical Queen Are You Test written by queenforaday on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

And suddenly it's early winter

As Dar would say, Wendigo is here. The wind came roaring out of the north, off of the ice fields, and we had a sharp reminder that winter is just around the bend. Everyone by-passed the sweaters and went right for the coats. The temps are supposed to rise this week but not really supposed to get above the low 70s again. Bye-bye summer!

I went through my clothes and switched out most of the summer stuff for the fall and winter. I really thought that I had more cool weather shirts than I do. I sense a shopping trip in my future, because I really don't think that four turtlenecks and two crew necks are going to cut it. I'm good to go with the pants, though. I had to ditch two pair because they no longer fit which is always good for a small bout of depression. Just a small one :) It's weird that most of the pants still fit the same, but those other two are just way too small now. I think it's a cut issue. I haven't gained a lot of weight, but because I've had to stop exercising my body shape is changing a bit.

The kittens came to visit for a while this afternoon. They all ended up on the deck, running around, giving me a heart attack with their clueless "Look, Ma! No hands!" routines on the bannisters and lip of the deck. (I think that browncoat will be posting some pics that he took of their shenanigans.) We opened up the screen door between the kitchen and the deck, and the girls wandered in; after a few minutes they started exploring the living room and dining room. Holmes would hiss every once in a while, but he did touch noses with Jane and Miranda. Pixel hissed once but then skulked around after them as they went room to room. Rocky just sat there with a look of shock on his face; if he'd had one of those cartoon bubbles above his head it would have read, "You're fucking kidding me, right?" Poor Rocky :) Mao slept through the whole thing, unfortunately, because the Maoser never met a kitten that he didn't love. He is, shall we say, very in touch with his nurturing side.

Dar went all Energizer Bunny with the vacuum. Her friend is coming to visit tomorrow and to take one (I'm pushing for two) of the kittens home with her. I hope it's not Miranda. I love that little girl to death. I mean I know that she'll have a perfectly wonderful home with J*, and I'm being selfish, but such is the truth of my heart.

And speaking of the furballs, here's a pic of three of them caught in the midst of a kitty rampage on the deck. And there's a shot of the gorgeously surreal skies we had this afternoon for good measure.

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I just wrote an entry so ridiculously insipid that I couldn't bring myself to post it.

In other news, I lost my denim jacket while shopping at the ginormous Zehr's. I loved that jacket. I took it off and draped it across my equally ginormous pocketbook; obviously it fell off at some point and I was too lame brained to notice until I got home. And too tired to drive the 45 minutes back to the store to see if anyone turned it in. Feh.

I took that color test about a eight times and still didn't get anything close to my current circumstances. Beats me. I have a copy of the original Luscher color test, though, so I took that instead and it came out more realistically. I don't know what's up with the online thingie, because it was doing some amazing analysis on the rest of y'all.

Hands hurt like the blazes today. The right hand, especially. The bones actually pop in and out of the sockets in the joints all the freakin' time now. It started out with just my ring finger acting up, but now it's every finger except my thumb. The opposable thumb will not be beaten down! Let's hear it for evolution! I'd clap, but you know . . . Heh.

Cold and rainy here tomorrow. I think I'll spend the day getting my fall/winter clothes together and packing away most of the summer stuff. Exciting, eh?

Where the hell did my water bottle go?

For those of you working stiffs who go into an office every day, I bring you the Are you an office asshole? test. This is courtesy of dann_o, who is proud to be a borderline asshole. Hee.

That's it for me, comrades.