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I had the strangest sleeping experience for two nights in a row now. I slept like 6 or so hours and then woke up feeling mostly okay. The first night, I went to bed around 2am and then woke up somewhere around 8 or 8:30am and then last night, I went to bed a bit before midnight and woke up some time between 6:30am and 7am. This is coming from me, who is notorious for sleeping in late and needing at least 8.5 to 9 hours so as not to be a grouch all day. Odd, but I think I know what happened.
Saturday night when I went to have my shower and wash my hair, I decided that I needed to give my legs a thorough loofah-ing since they were getting some ingrown hairs. I washed my hair and put the conditioner in and then got down to business with my legs. I worked on them for probably 10 minutes and then gave the rest of my body a once over for good measure. And while I was at it, I used some nicely scented body wash instead of the usual bar of soap. I rinsed my hair and washed off all the soap and dried myself and went to go read some on the 'toobs. After a while, I blow-dried my hair and by that time, QoH was fast asleep so I decided to take some selfies of my new shirts. While doing that I was thinking 'What a waste. All dressed up, hair freshly done, I smell wonderful and no place to go and nobody to go with. Sigh.' Then off to bed.
I couldn't believe how early I woke up and I didn't even feel like crap! And my skin was feeling all soft and fabulous! So I did a repeat performance last night minus the hair washing. I think the loofah-ing worked like a massage and the body wash like aroma therapy because I was very relaxed and slept very deeply. The only thing is, the first night I don't remember dreaming anything, but last night I distinctively remember playing scrabble with the Queen*. ( ! )
That was the weirdest thing. I was sitting at a small table like the kind used for playing chess and being in the Queen's palace with her sitting across from me and getting trounced thoroughly(and I'm hardly an illiterate or the possessor a miniscule vocabulary). I distinctly remember saying that I hadn't been beaten that badly since the last time I played my sister. I guess thinking about my sister the other day was still stuck in my subconscious. Seriously, my sister is like the only person who could thrash me at scrabble. I mean, utterly destroy me, as in totally embarrassing. She had a genius IQ and was almost savant-like when it came to word puzzles and games. I could hold my own against her in Jeopardy but she was just ridiculous when it came to Wheel of Fortune. She could solve the damn puzzles with only one letter revealed or even none as I recall one time. Then she would laugh and laugh when someone would be shocked and take note.
I miss her as she was the only one who really understood how QoH is. And QoH was being a real bitch last night. I think she could sense that I was enjoying myself somehow so she had to keep interrupting me and barging into my room many times. It was getting to be almost a game. I even did something that shall go unnamed in between interruptions just for the "F-U" factor. ;P ;D
I swear, living with her is like living with the Stasi. She can never give me any privacy or leave me the hell alone. Even this morning when I was up so early, I thought I could see the light from her bedroom coming under my door so I cracked it ever so slightly and quietly to look and sure enough! she was up. So I went back to my bed and looked at the 'toobs for a bit and then tried some 'relaxation techniques' to try to go back to sleep for maybe and hour or so. Later, after I got my extra 1.5 hours and got up, QoH questioned me as to why I was up so early. 'Oh, you opened your door and went to the bathroom!' I may have cracked my door open but I never went to the bloody bathroom. I swear, it get's so damn old being questioned about every damn thing I do in this house. I'd just love to have my own place where my every move is not scrutinized.
*Regina from OUAT
Saturday night when I went to have my shower and wash my hair, I decided that I needed to give my legs a thorough loofah-ing since they were getting some ingrown hairs. I washed my hair and put the conditioner in and then got down to business with my legs. I worked on them for probably 10 minutes and then gave the rest of my body a once over for good measure. And while I was at it, I used some nicely scented body wash instead of the usual bar of soap. I rinsed my hair and washed off all the soap and dried myself and went to go read some on the 'toobs. After a while, I blow-dried my hair and by that time, QoH was fast asleep so I decided to take some selfies of my new shirts. While doing that I was thinking 'What a waste. All dressed up, hair freshly done, I smell wonderful and no place to go and nobody to go with. Sigh.' Then off to bed.
I couldn't believe how early I woke up and I didn't even feel like crap! And my skin was feeling all soft and fabulous! So I did a repeat performance last night minus the hair washing. I think the loofah-ing worked like a massage and the body wash like aroma therapy because I was very relaxed and slept very deeply. The only thing is, the first night I don't remember dreaming anything, but last night I distinctively remember playing scrabble with the Queen*. ( ! )
That was the weirdest thing. I was sitting at a small table like the kind used for playing chess and being in the Queen's palace with her sitting across from me and getting trounced thoroughly(and I'm hardly an illiterate or the possessor a miniscule vocabulary). I distinctly remember saying that I hadn't been beaten that badly since the last time I played my sister. I guess thinking about my sister the other day was still stuck in my subconscious. Seriously, my sister is like the only person who could thrash me at scrabble. I mean, utterly destroy me, as in totally embarrassing. She had a genius IQ and was almost savant-like when it came to word puzzles and games. I could hold my own against her in Jeopardy but she was just ridiculous when it came to Wheel of Fortune. She could solve the damn puzzles with only one letter revealed or even none as I recall one time. Then she would laugh and laugh when someone would be shocked and take note.
I miss her as she was the only one who really understood how QoH is. And QoH was being a real bitch last night. I think she could sense that I was enjoying myself somehow so she had to keep interrupting me and barging into my room many times. It was getting to be almost a game. I even did something that shall go unnamed in between interruptions just for the "F-U" factor. ;P ;D
I swear, living with her is like living with the Stasi. She can never give me any privacy or leave me the hell alone. Even this morning when I was up so early, I thought I could see the light from her bedroom coming under my door so I cracked it ever so slightly and quietly to look and sure enough! she was up. So I went back to my bed and looked at the 'toobs for a bit and then tried some 'relaxation techniques' to try to go back to sleep for maybe and hour or so. Later, after I got my extra 1.5 hours and got up, QoH questioned me as to why I was up so early. 'Oh, you opened your door and went to the bathroom!' I may have cracked my door open but I never went to the bloody bathroom. I swear, it get's so damn old being questioned about every damn thing I do in this house. I'd just love to have my own place where my every move is not scrutinized.
*Regina from OUAT
posted by Xul at 7:51 PM
32 Comments:
I think the loofah-ing worked like a massage
Considering how relaxed you felt and how different that was for you from how it normally is, does that mean that you normally got to bed all tense? (which wouldn't surprise me)
I even did something that shall go unnamed in between interruptions just for the "F-U" factor.
Does it really need to go unnamed? ;P
some 'relaxation techniques'
What kind?
I've oddly been sleeping longer than usual. I got to bed earlier and wake up later. Weird.
does that mean that you normally got to bed all tense?
I don't *think* so. It's just so weird for me to wake up early. I woke up *kinda* early this morning even after being up late-ish. Had the strangest dream, too.
Does it really need to go unnamed? ;P
It does on here! ;P
You should have seen how pinch-faced QoH was when I was listening to music on my headphones(Depeche Mode "Violator" CD in the laptop). That CD is best listened to with headphones to appreciate the production value. I had my eyes closed at one point just enjoying it(I must have had a content look)and she had to make a comment. Such an asshole.
What kind?
The unnamed kind. ;P
I've oddly been sleeping longer than usual. I got to bed earlier and wake up later. Weird.
Must be something to do with the winter solstice--short days and all.
So did you have a nice Christmas dinner?
Getting ready to bung the turkey in the oven here.
And I forgot to mention that I washed my bedspread and changed the sheets, so I had a nice clean bed with fresh crisp sheets to sleep on. Heavenly.
QoH absolutely can't stand when I'm enjoying myself. She couldn't take it when I was listening to Depeche Mode Violator on the headphones and it makes her nuts if I joke around with the girls at the doc office. And I'm not sure which drives her crazier--a guy talking to me or a girl.
And it's almost impossible not to gain weight the way QoH insists on having all sorts of crap and pies during the holidays. I thinks she secretly wants me to get fat so that she can have something else with which to criticize me. And it would also be a two-fer--if I was fat then no one would "check me out" as she puts it. Ugh. Did you know that she had the fucking nerve to take a swipe at my weight last week at the shop where the awesome boots that didn't fit were? She says, 'Oh, you've put on some weight' as the reason why they wouldn't fit, not because the things were made for peeps with thin legs. Arekino, do I look like I "put on some weight"?
A revelation! I'm a very angry person, she says.
I can't imagine how that happened.
>:(
Had the strangest dream, too.
Does Regina look like your sister? Or does she represent her in some other way? Do you often dream about our sister?
So did you have a nice Christmas dinner?
It was just a normal dinner. Tasted good though. We've only done a few things extra like eierkoeken en krentenbollen for breakfast and lunch respectively.
Heavenly
That does feel great, doesn't it? Do you dry your clothes in the open air or in the dryer? I kinda miss clothes and such having been dried in the open air.
'Oh, you've put on some weight'
Does she see you through a television camera or something? Or were you even thinner before?
do I look like I "put on some weight"?
Well, you look great.
I've got the damn sniffles again. Always during some holiday festivity. I'm allergic to fun, I think.
Does Regina look like your sister?
No. Mt sister looked more like Emma actually.
Or does she represent her in some other way?
IDK, that's why it was weird.
Do you often dream about our sister?
No.
That does feel great, doesn't it?
Absolutely. :)
Do you dry your clothes in the open air or in the dryer?
Since QoH doesn't own a drier(because technology)(and driers ruin your clothes--all the millions of peeps who use on are WRONG!)my sheets get hung outside.
Does she see you through a television camera or something?
I don't know what she sees. It the one thing she can't really control--how much I exercise. ;P
Or were you even thinner before?
I am at my normal weight. The only time I was thinner was after the whole CB incident and that was 8 years ago. I lost so much weight due to all the stress and bullshit that I looked ill. I think I was 10 pounds less than I am now at the worst of it.
Well, you look great.
Thanks! :)
I'm allergic to fun, I think.
That's too bad. Did you get any good gifts?
I had more vivid dream weirdness last night. I somehow got to be in the Ultimate Fighter house. It was all so real. Almost as real as the one the other night when I could literally feel what I was doing. :O
It the one thing she can't really control--how much I exercise. ;P
I see. So I guess by saying you gained weight she's saying the exercise didn't help so you might as well stop exercising? She's trying to gain control over your exercise?
Did you get any good gifts?
Gift giving will be tomorrow when the rest of the family is present. :)
Merry Christmas BTW. :) Hope you get some nice presents (or at least a relaxed day)
I just re-read my last comment. Holy crap! What a bunch of typos! That's what happens when I'm seriously distracted--3 good songs in a row on Sirius, trying to type a response, and paternal unit called, so trying to talk to him at the same time. It's a wonder any of it was coherent! ;P
She's trying to gain control over your exercise?
Who really knows with her? She's as envious as she is controlling.
Gift giving will be tomorrow when the rest of the family is present. :)
I hope you get some good stuff. :)
(I'd like to give ya something, but sadly, geography. :( ;P )
Merry Christmas BTW.
And a very Merry Christmas to you, too!
I'm just having a mostly quiet day. Earlier there was what sounded like the space shuttle taking off outside. I was like WTF? and went out back to determine the source of the noise. Seemed like a group of motorcyclists out on the next street over. LOUD.
Other than that, QoH is out back watering plants so I'm taking the opportunity to have a glass of wine. I had a nice beer last night after all the cooking drama. I wish I had a sixer of Angry Orchard cider. :/
QoH takes forever to do so little. I should have just did the turkey when I got up instead of waiting for her to do whatever it was she was going to do. Shit didn't get finished until 10pm! I swear, I don't know how she ever managed to fix a meal when I was growing up. I can whip something up in minutes. Jeez.
God I wish I had different parents. :/
Gah, I'm soooooo bored! This has to be one of the most boringest Christmases ever. QoH had to interrogate me earlier about the phone call from paternal unit. She's so damn nosy. I've never seen anyone so obsessed with knowing every damn detail of a personal phone call. WTF? If someone is talking to someone else on the phone I don't need to know every word verbatim. I don't need to know period. I don't care. Such a control freak. Sheesh.
I'm so bored I worked out.
I guess I should tell ya about those weird dreams I had. In the first weird one, I dreamed that I was in France. It looked like the South of France from the terrain. Tomas and Laure from Les Revenants were in it. There was a house out on a small island. The shorelines were all rocky. The house looked like and old church. The old woman who lived there committed suicide. Then we were in a very large cave with a high ceiling. There were all sizes of gold nuggets laid out on a flat elevated part just above the floor. There was also a building inside that was maybe 4 or 5 stories high. There was a feeling of things being evacuated like in the series. The entry door of the building was slightly ajar. Laure pulled her gun(as she is a bit quick on the draw) and I noticed that there was a person in one of the upper floors near the window. I told Laure that it was just the janitor and she put her gun away. I don't know what we were looking for in that cave but eventually we left. I next remember being at a bar of some sort. It was kinda dark in there and it was crowded. Some woman comes up to me and said something like 'I was so worried about you' and then grabbed me in a tight hug. I could feel her heart beating quickly(it was a strange sensation to be dreaming and feeling like it was real). I said 'I'm okay, no need to worry' and that's all I remember of that one.
The other one, I was somehow in the Ultimate Fighter house. I was very driven to win. Even the other contestants commented on this. I mostly stayed to myself as I was so focused on winning. At some point, Ronda Rousey of all people was talking to me as in seeking my advice. So weird as I can't stand her IRL and I can't imagine having such a civil conversation with her. I said that the belt is mine, it's only business, I will have it.
Then I remember having a fight. It was the first match-up and they picked me as I was the smallest and oldest to go against the best one of the other team. I submitted her so fast by rear naked choke that they had to play the replay several times to see what happened. Peeps were stunned. I said you might as well give me the belt now. It's practically all over, all my fights will end like this.
Then I remember seeing a TV and my fight was supposed to be on. My mother was there and I told her to watch this, I won. But suddenly, it was not me, it was somebody else. I was like, WTF? They put someone else in(like an actor)to play me? And that's all I remember of that one.
She's as envious as she is controlling.
I'm not sure narcissists are capable of being envious - if they already see themselves as perfect, that is.
I'd figure she thinks the exercise is just another thing that distracts your attention away from her. Narcissists crave attention.
Such a control freak.
Probably looking for a way to make it about her.
The house looked like and old church. The old woman who lived there committed suicide.
That sounds awfully symbolic. As if the soul of a faith itself died. The fact that the church is old may indicate this happened a long time ago.
I don't know what we were looking for in that cave but eventually we left.
I suppose the cave stands for your subconscious and the gold for all the good stuff in it. The house could be your core personality and the janitor could stand for the Self.
The bar could stand for the internet and the woman for me, as I was worried about you for a couple of days.
I said that the belt is mine, it's only business, I will have it.
So in the public arena you are confident (and rightly so, I would say :)
They put someone else in(like an actor)to play me?
But in your mother's arena it is impossible to win as she controls the playing field. You can't please a narcissist, you can't make her proud of you. Trying to do so just makes you insecure.
In other Christmas news, I got a Stephen King novel. We all had a pretty good time chatting and playing cards. I even had an Irish coffee for the first time ever (although with less whiskey in it then is usual).
Sorry to hear your bored. Let me just give you a nice Christmas cyber hug ##HUUUG##. :)
I'm not sure narcissists are capable of being envious - if they already see themselves as perfect, that is.
NPD is a funny thing. They are extremely self absorbed, but it is said that they are very insecure deep down and present a false self. Any "threat" to the false self must be destroyed, whether literally or by defaming the character or with put-downs. It reminds me of the fable of the Fox and the Grapes.
Interesting dream analysis, BTW. :)
You can't please a narcissist, you can't make her proud of you.
I've given up trying a long time ago. I'm not what she wants, only what she's stuck with.
I forgot to add that the part in the dream where my fight was on the TV and I told her to watch, she just walked away and didn't watch. She never has any interest in things that interest me. I can try to have a conversation and all the things I say she doesn't even pay attention, she just interjects with something else that has caught her attention or whatever she happens to be thinking about. It's sooooo aggravating.
I got a Stephen King novel.
So de Kerstman did good? ;P
I even had an Irish coffee for the first time ever
:D Irish coffee virgin no more! Huzzah! ;P
I had more beer. I wanted to get rip-roaring drunk, but then I didn't want to have to get up in the middle of the night to pee. ;) What a way to spend Christmas--drinking alone and looking at Camille Paglia quotes(and blogging). :/
I'm glad to hear you had a more enjoyable time. Cyber hugs are always accepted and appreciated. :)
Well, I'm nearly off to the thing. :)
I was looking up some of the imagery from my dreams in the dream bible last night. Next time I should just let Laure shoot the janitor. ;P
I was also reading at PD forum. One of the members had this to say:
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Re: Do you rage?
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Yes! Only at my BPD/NPD ignoring queen mother though. It started when I was age 3. My T says it saved me--that it showed I was determined to call her on "stuff" rather than let it slide unaddressed. Even at the age of 3 I would try to hold her accountable. Of course, my mother has always used it against as one of her many weapons. For expample, when I do not give in to her wants emotionally or materially she will always say" You have always had so much so much anger towrads me, even as a child. I have no idea where that anger comes from." The anger comes from her because she is a witch. No mystery there."
Heh. I can soooo relate. ;)
Anyhoo, I shall fill ya in on the details when I get back. Hope you are feeling better! :)
Interesting dream analysis, BTW. :)
How so?
but it is said that they are very insecure deep down and present a false self.
IDK but that sounds way too normal. Why can't she just have brain rot or something? ;P
I've given up trying a long time ago.
So then why the dream? Is it just a confirmation for you?
So de Kerstman did good? ;P
The Kerstman did okay. ;) Hey, today that gig, right? Let me know how it went. :)
I'm glad to hear you had a more enjoyable time.
Thank you. So... New Year's Eve is coming up. Any plans?
How so?
Turns out you were pretty close to what the dream bible said. The gold in nugget form represents good things or ideas that are unrefined or haven't come to fruition yet. There were a shit-ton of nuggets so I guess I have a lot of good things to look forward to. :)
The janitor is representative of the part of me that tries to put a good image on a bad situation. The Gendarmerie(Tomas & Laure)can represent wanting to change or being stuck in a situation.
That dream was certainly filled with all kinds of symbolism! ;P
Why can't she just have brain rot or something? ;P
I'm sure she has that, too. ;P
So then why the dream? Is it just a confirmation for you?
I guess it was my subconscious telling me that there are good things to come and that I'm just fine the way I am.
BTW, sorry for making you worry. I would have asked the nabes to use their computer but it happened late on a Friday, and then they weren't there Sat and Sun and then Shopping! and I really didn't expect it to go that long. Although it *does* kinda feel good to know that someone was worried. :)
today that gig, right?
Yup, today that gig. It was eeeeeeasy and the peeps were nice and I got *sushi* and a plateful of food to take home. The only hitch was that the assholes delivered the food 2.5 hours later than they said they would. I still managed to get everything out and heat up the things that needed heating on time in spite of the late delivery, cuz I'm awesome like that and have special Xul magic. ;P
So... New Year's Eve is coming up. Any plans?
Stay inside and avoid getting shot by pea-brained ghetto dwellers who can't grasp the concept that bullets shot into the air come back down again. I might venture out on the porch and look at fireworks, too.
*Another* vivid dream! This time, startling me awake at 6am.
I'm wondering if it's a prophetic one as I was dreaming about the Rousey/Tate fight tonight.
Somehow, I was a corner person for Tate. I remember jaw-boning back and forth with Rousey during the whole fight. Rousey managed to open up a really bad cut on Tates forehead and blood was flying everywhere, I even got sprayed all over my white shirt and in my hair. I was pissed as I had just washed my hair and now I'd have to do it again.
The ref stopped the fight as Tate was spewing blood everywhere. Rousey was continuing to taunt me. I remember she had one glove off and came out of the cage toward me. I didn't quite know what to do so I hit her in the pubic bone area and managed a WWE style throw and got her on the ground. Somehow, she landed face down and I immediately went or a rear naked choke. I couldn't quite get it locked and she kept taunting and laughing at me. Then for some unknown reason, she put her right hand and elbow up to shield her face as if I was going to throw strikes. I seized upon the gift of this arm position and locked up a joint lock to break her elbow. I said 'you better tap' but she wouldn't so with all my might I twisted her arm and felt the elbow break. That's when I startled awake.
I always wonder why I go for submissions in dreams when IRL I prefer palm and elbow strikes? ;P
cuz I'm awesome like that and have special Xul magic. ;P
Nicely done then. :)
avoid getting shot by pea-brained ghetto dwellers
Isn't that an American New Year's tradition? ;P
We'll probably just stay up till around twelve, playing cards and watching TV, and then drink some cider to celebrate. I've convinced my dad to make a strawberry-peache pie, so we'll eat that instead of oliebollen.
^ I guess we were posting at roughly the same time. I was wondering where you were at! ;P
Nicely done then. :)
I somehow managed to pull a muscle in the front of my leg by my shin last night. Maybe that happened during my fight with Rousey?(see above) ;P
Isn't that an American New Year's tradition? ;P
No, only thuggish low-IQ idiots do that. Most of us are happy to go watch a fireworks display somewhere.
drink some cider to celebrate
;D Yummayyy!!!
a strawberry-peache pie
Also yummy. And will you be receiving any New Year's smooches? ;P
And will you be receiving any New Year's smooches? ;P
No, I won't. I'll be shaking peoples hands. I'm not fond of the idea of being kissed by my parents (who will be the only ones there probably). Even if it's just a peck on the cheek.
I wouldn't mind if it was you, I guess. But you're not here.
How about? Are ya gonna get schmooshed by someone?
ps: "How about you?"
pps: You really don't like Rousey, do you. :P
It's a bit strange how violent your dream is when you consider how non-violent you are IRL.
I'm not fond of the idea of being kissed by my parents
That's gross. I don't even like the idea of my parents touching me. ;)
I wouldn't mind if it was you, I guess. But you're not here.
I need a Tardis or something. ;D
Are ya gonna get schmooshed by someone?
Hellllll no! One good thing about not working NYE is there will be no lecherous men trying to get a cheap thrill at my expense. Always some old fart trying to cop a feel. :/
You really don't like Rousey, do you. :P
No, I don't!
But seriously, I must be a prophet or psychic or something, because there was blood flowing from Tate's face and a horrific bone break--two different fights, though. ;P
And if somebody...anybody...doesn't beat Rousey, I think I'm going to lose my mind. I only got to see a limited amount of highlights afterward because it was on PPV, but *I* saw opportunities to beat her. Geez. My fervent prayer is that Holly Holm gets signed to the UFC and gets a title shot and kicks Rousey right in her head and knocks her the hell out. Amen.
Also, Anderson Silva, who I despise as well, got his leg broken in the most gruesome way. Chris Weidman did one of my patented leg blocks when Silva threw a kick and Silva's leg shattered on it.
It's a bit strange how violent your dream is when you consider how non-violent you are IRL.
I guess I have a lot of pent up anger and frustration. :/
I guess I have a lot of pent up anger and frustration. :/
Not to mention blood lust. ;P
We've made the peach-strawberry pie BTW. It's... not entirely what I expected from it. We haven't tasted it yet but it looks slightly odd IMHO.
We haven't tasted it yet but it looks slightly odd IMHO.
How do you mean...odd? Are aliens going to sprout from it? :O
I have to take QoH for her appt today. Not much else going on here. :/
Are aliens going to sprout from it? :O
Well, sorta. See for yourself, I'll send some pics. We've tasted it and it was okay. :)
I am pleased to announce that I got another gig for Friday! Huzzah!
BTW, your pie looked perfectly edible to me. What exactly was the problem? Maybe it needed a top crust or some lattice-ing?
At this end, QoH got some kind of bug up her ass that the Christmas turkey not up to par and she wouldn't eat any(more for me ;P). So tonight I decided to make some turkey and noodles with it. :)
I am pleased to announce that I got another gig for Friday! Huzzah!
Hey, cool! What will you be doing then? (plus: Yay! More moneyz for mah honeyz! ;P )
What exactly was the problem?
Meh, I just thought it looked somewhat odd with that layer of thickened sirop on top and the yellow and red underneath.
QoH got some kind of bug up her ass
One of these? :)
noodles
What kind of noodles?
What will you be doing then?
A dinner for some old peeps at the old peep village.
Yay! More moneyz for mah honeyz! ;P
I'm your honey now? ;D That's not so bad. I'm sure I could do much worse. ;P
One of these? :)
Jeez, how'd ya find those horrible critters? ;P
What kind of noodles?
Twisty egg noodles.
And if I don't see ya before the stroke of midnight, here's a biiiiig :::HUG::: and many ***KISSES***(the kind that grosses out kids ;P) and a Happy New Year!!! to ya! ;P ;D
(good riddance to 2013...what a shitty year :/ )
A dinner for some old peeps at the old peep village.
That sounds like line out of a Doctor Seuss story.
ow'd ya find those horrible critters? ;P
I just looked up your mother's ass? (and now I'm blind! AAAAAAAHH!) :D ;P
here's a biiiiig :::HUG::: and many ***KISSES**
Oh, oh, that's not fair! I was gonna do that first! ;P
(But seriously thanks. You'll get yours later. :) )
the kind that grosses out kids ;P
What? With tongues? :P
That sounds like line out of a Doctor Seuss story.
I assure you that the old peeps village is a real place. ;)
I just looked up your mother's ass?
Buddha in a bounce house! Are you out of your mind?
(But seriously thanks. You'll get yours later. :) )
Oh, promises, promises! ;P
What? With tongues? :P
Is that something you'd like? ;P
I just got back from the pandemonium at Walmart. I knew that going there on NYE was *not* a good idea but QoH wanted bread RIGHT NOW!!! I pulled a slick one and paid at the electronics counter to avoid the circus that was happening at the front of the store. Sheesh.
Happy New Year, Xul! ***HUGS*** and ***KISSES***
(Please imagine I wrote this about five/six hours from now :) )
Are you out of your mind?
The cider made me do it. I swear! :P
Is that something you'd like? ;P
I like to think so. :)
I pulled a slick one
I would expect no less :)
See you in the new year! (Damn, 2014 already!?)
^ All o' that gladly accepted! ;D
The store didn't have a six pack of the cider that I wanted but they *did* have cases of my favorite Dutch beer on sale so I bought some of that. :D I'll be cracking one of those open in a few hours. :)
I can hear the mortars being fired off already. Some just can't wait. ;P
See you in the new year, too! :)
So how was your New Years Eve? Mine was, of course, relatively quiet. Apart from the fireworks that is.
Mine was quiet as well(aside from peeps blowing stuff up). I watched a bit of the Krewella show(DJ's spinning dance music)and then switched it over to a live stream of Sander van Doorn spinning for a bit and then went to bed. I had The. Weirdest. Dream. Evar. I think there was something going on with the beer that I had. :O
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