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[maystone]

Huzzah@ Look, I'm Michael J. Foz; I' ind of sloppig around all ove the desk and th keyboard. I feel as if I should take this aoppurtuntiy to drum up support for hs tance on stemscell research Hi, I Michael J fox and this is what MS has one to me: turned me into an overweight, face-filling-in middle-aged woman; ou gould advert this tragedy by voiting fr increasing stem sell lines. Do it, please. I was menat to die cute, eh. Or hopefully not di at all. I think id could work.

No post. No movies. Barely no TV. No books. My odo (god) I've been zombified. Quick! Gt [Unknown site tag] here; she'll problably kill meo rfeed me Subwau. I vote for the latter.

Mostly I want to sleep. OUr alpacas are cangeing colors. And m key tags are moving around th fucking keyboard and the clorors are w=sswirling a bit. Pretty astetls and I say tat as someone who doesn' like pastels. Flowers, yes,me no.

Michael the asshole on Seindfled. What a fucking racist jerkQ Don't let him get away with it and his sudden (save by ass_ apology. Puhleeze. You don't just pull that shit out of nowhere; you had sitting and fermenting for quite som time; I say you just own u to and pu that pointy head undr a paoiny white sheet where it belongs. And fits.

I worry abo the alpacas. Gertie's been shaking; we're both worried. I think we need to come pu wuth a coat of a serape (cuz it's Peru, peublo), becuse the poor girl is cold. Dar thinks that she could be farther along in their pregrnacy than the Stewarts thought, se we kind of head out there now thinking that we'll find a cria. Cooooooooooooool Babu cria? A little girl.

I want to wind the lottery and win fucking millions of filtjy lucre. And then spend it. On a specatucal farm and property. We need a gret well and loads of pasture land and a proper large barm ( or series of smaller barnsO with heat and camera and easily mucked out staals and acreas and acreas of paddocks because I want to raise three (mabe four) lines: one for pure Peruvian Suri line, one for fleece, and one for some crossing of Peruviam and Bolivian ilnes. Then do add in some Chileans and start breeding to shee what the strenghts and weakness qre.

but firs we have to get through the winter. And the darnkess at night. There is no light. NOOOOO> LIIIIIIIIIGht. Like a complete abscence. It's freaky because I'm getting older and I'm losing a lot of my night vision. I kow for a fact taht I will not be driving down those dark country roads in any sort of precitpitation unlesee it's an emergency. Because I'm halfway to blind, babies. Fery scary.

What they never tell you about aging. Gather around my chillun. Hear me when I sat in my wooden rocking chair by the fire? That was the chair creaking and groaning, no it was my bones andmy muscles. And no that's not poppcorn off in teh distance, that's my muscles and tendons popping as I get up. You can't see for shit, browsing in a store is more of a torture than a pleasure. Have rotating shelves that go around like a carrosel, because I can only read book titles that are about level with my face; it they were automated I could move the shelves into position. What's not to love? [Unknown site tag] work on that, OK. I'd buy ever so many more books if I could just please be able to fucking. see. the titles! Gaaaaaaah.

but I love caerwyns. She sent me a squirrel card, but not just a squirrel car it wa a card with a door that you could open to see all the squirrels making themselves to squirrely home. I loved it, and she's just way so thoughtful. I admire that. I'm not a thoughtful person - thoughtful about making people happy, that is. I'm very full oof thoughts, so that makes thoughtful at base. Earning me no karmic points, et me tell you.

What am I writing? Why aren't I writing? I have an essay that I've been working on for I bet close to a year now. I need to finish it; I need to come to terms with it; I need to get it out of my back. Off of my back. Pick a preposition. And I need to dive into that database and maybe make a new one of my vry own. I need to make my mark on the world. Evryone wants to leave a mark. I think mine might be more of a scar, and that would be sad.

I want to dance. Dar, take lessons with me, OK? Anything you want: latin (I can sway my hips like they're attached to gyros, baby), swing is probably out because I couldreally shaek up your brain (and not in a good way). OOOh, apache dancing! We'll take turns dragging each other across the floor to tango musci! Belly dancing. I got th ebelly for it, for sure; the rest of me can go along for the ride. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaltz. Let's go out waltzing. We'll rent gowns, or I can go in drag in tux (and then we can switch off during the break.)Whaddya say, honey. Dance with me!

I miss you guys, even if you don't dance with me. (See, I don't hold a grudge. I'm a god. Well, according to one meme, I'm Anubis. But I think he was grudge holder, so take that as you will. Still it kidn of cool to be part jackal. Or is dog. Dogkal. Doggerel. Oh God, I am become the god of bad poetry! That's shitty poety, right? I'd go look i up fo sue, but kind of wasted.

So pedictions for Heroes: Peter and Claire hook up. Hiro and Charlie hook up. AWwwwwwwwww. Nathan goes evil. That's all I got. Except Hiro should somehow pop over to Lost just to fuck with Locke a little. Oooooh, and Jack would truly hate him! See, it would be great.

off for more booze, because really, I should be flat on my face by now. Or maybe that happens when I try to get up. Wish me luck. And if I don't make, rememver tat I love you all, and everyone gets dibs on my books. Oooh, I should so make u[ a will!

Hannibal kickd me twice today. Delilah is delightful. Wher is fucking cole porter when he should be here righting s sng about delightful delilah? Where? Sad, sad, sad.

More booze. bye-bye.

Comments

[sparky77.livejournal.com]

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! *let me catch my breath* Ha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love you so much.

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Well, you do have a soft spot for assholes :)

[budclare.livejournal.com]

*L* I'm pretty sure that first bad tag is me, but I've no clue who the second one is. But it's more exciting that way. :)

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Heh. Yeah, you were the first; the second was caerwyn because she works at a bookstore.

[kurukami.livejournal.com]

*grin* Make sure you drink lots of water along with that fine booze, or you'll REALLY be feeling it come the morning. Voice of experience, there. : )

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the heads up :) Actually it takes so little to get me roaring drunk that I don't absorb enough to give me a hangover. Thank heavens for small favors. The depths to which I'll sink to get myself a good night's sleep. Ha!

[kurukami.livejournal.com]

*grin* Me, on the other hand? It takes something like four strong mixed drinks to get me properly tipsy and drunk. If I don't drink lots of water, I will feel it the next day for sure.

[sffan.livejournal.com]

:D

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Heh.

[darlong.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...I'm thinking I'm going to let you sleep as long as possible this morning. And then nap this afternoon.

Poor sweetie.

[maystone.livejournal.com]

But it worked! And that's the good part :)

[caerwynx.livejournal.com]

Oh dear.

*pats*

[maystone.livejournal.com]

I really did love the card! It wasn't just impaired rambling, so thank you very much.

[raynedanser.livejournal.com]

oh Mays. I think I really love you.

*pets*

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Heh, thank you, sweetie :)

[circumspectly.livejournal.com]

hahahahaha!!! YAY for drunken posting!

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Hee! I told you I was a lightweight drinker since the surgery :)

[petranef.livejournal.com]

Anubis holds grudges? What?

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Sure he does. He's a god; all gods hold grudges. I think it's part of their immortality contract :)

(Lovely icon, btw)

[petranef.livejournal.com]

Of all the ghods, Anubis is the closest to my heart. In my world, he doesn't hold grudges, he avenges them.

The rest of them (i,e. teh ghods), yeah, I can see the grudge thing. Especially Yahweh, or whatever is the trendy Dominionist name of the week for the Judeo-Christian Patriarchal Misogynist Deity.

Oh, and I think the FSM is pretty grudge-free too. ;)

[llaras.livejournal.com]

*love and giggles*