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May. 24th, 2006 06:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrJust a few more days and work will slow down a couple of notches, which is verra good b/c I am X_X right now.
Weekend is shaping to be just about everything but writng *glum* On the brightside, Boss Lady wants to celebrat her birthday in style, and she's invited me and another coworker to party down with her -- so far it looks hesitantly like we'll do Taste of Cincinnati then find a bar downtown or something and drink it up. w00t!
Then Esu will probably want to do Taste as well, which means OH DARN I HAVE TO EAT MORE GOOD FOOD on Sunday. Shame that. Really. The suffering.
X3 comes out this weekend, yeah?
Then who knows what'll be going down Monday, and somewhere in there I have to clean this goddamn fuckng house b/c the mess is adding to my stress by about a bajillion.
I want a hammockand a cabana boy to cater to my every whim in which to relax. God, that would make Megan happy. Lay out in the sun, reading and drinking ice tea, molest the cabana boy and just fuckng not do work for a bit.
All right, shower and then I must summon the energy to write. I really wish there was food in this house, or that I wasn't flat broke and could go to fucking Burger King.
Blah.
Oh! My darling achika demanded amusement. This was my feeble attempt. The dumbest shreds of conversation come to me when I'm exhausted.
"My, grandma, what a big di--"
"Shut the fuck up, right now, or you die."
"Look, man, I'm not the one in these pictures."
Jed groaned. "Look, I didn't think my nieces actually knew how to use it. They're six!"
Gary just snickered and climbed up on a dining room chair, holding the camera well out of reach as he continued to flip through them. "Very cute, Jed, very cute." He leered. "Are you going to come play in my bed next? I'll call you grandma."
"You get off on pretending I'm your grandmother? That's sick. And more than I needed to know. Give me that camera!"
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"My, grandma," Gary said through his laughs, "What a big temper you've got."
Jed groaned again. "Shut up or you'll find out how big my fist is and what it can do to your face."
"Not my kink," Gary replied, winking. "But you dressed a girl we could do. Except younger. The grandma look is cute, but what would you say to a miniskirt?"
In reply, Jed finally gave up any attempt of not destroyoing the camera, which had been all that was holding him back, and grabbed the chair Gary stood on, yanking it hard, catching the man as he fell and sighing in relief as he heard the camera land with unhealthy crunching, breaking sound, sliding across the linoleum. He glared at the man in his arms. "And now you die."
Gary grinned. "I always liked the part where the wolf ate red riding hood."
Weekend is shaping to be just about everything but writng *glum* On the brightside, Boss Lady wants to celebrat her birthday in style, and she's invited me and another coworker to party down with her -- so far it looks hesitantly like we'll do Taste of Cincinnati then find a bar downtown or something and drink it up. w00t!
Then Esu will probably want to do Taste as well, which means OH DARN I HAVE TO EAT MORE GOOD FOOD on Sunday. Shame that. Really. The suffering.
X3 comes out this weekend, yeah?
Then who knows what'll be going down Monday, and somewhere in there I have to clean this goddamn fuckng house b/c the mess is adding to my stress by about a bajillion.
I want a hammock
All right, shower and then I must summon the energy to write. I really wish there was food in this house, or that I wasn't flat broke and could go to fucking Burger King.
Blah.
Oh! My darling achika demanded amusement. This was my feeble attempt. The dumbest shreds of conversation come to me when I'm exhausted.
"My, grandma, what a big di--"
"Shut the fuck up, right now, or you die."
"Look, man, I'm not the one in these pictures."
Jed groaned. "Look, I didn't think my nieces actually knew how to use it. They're six!"
Gary just snickered and climbed up on a dining room chair, holding the camera well out of reach as he continued to flip through them. "Very cute, Jed, very cute." He leered. "Are you going to come play in my bed next? I'll call you grandma."
"You get off on pretending I'm your grandmother? That's sick. And more than I needed to know. Give me that camera!"
w
"My, grandma," Gary said through his laughs, "What a big temper you've got."
Jed groaned again. "Shut up or you'll find out how big my fist is and what it can do to your face."
"Not my kink," Gary replied, winking. "But you dressed a girl we could do. Except younger. The grandma look is cute, but what would you say to a miniskirt?"
In reply, Jed finally gave up any attempt of not destroyoing the camera, which had been all that was holding him back, and grabbed the chair Gary stood on, yanking it hard, catching the man as he fell and sighing in relief as he heard the camera land with unhealthy crunching, breaking sound, sliding across the linoleum. He glared at the man in his arms. "And now you die."
Gary grinned. "I always liked the part where the wolf ate red riding hood."
