HAHAHAH

Gay flight attendant, frantically running down aisle: Excuse me! Coming through. Scusa, signore. Excuse me, I need to get the back of the plane. It's an emergency! Excuse me!! [Runs past woman, stops, walks back.] Oh my God, your scarf is fabulous; did you buy it in Venice?
Woman's husband: Did you say there was an emergency?
Gay flight attendant: Not as big as the one that'll happen if I don't get that scarf!

--flight into JFK

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Weee!

Happy Birthday tigrrgrr!!!

Awww..

More peng'n cuteness in icon form

*goosh*

Things.

Aah. Yes. A things post. You know you've missed them.

- So. I'm currently reading "1421: The Year China Discovered America". I'm enjoying it cause I love a book that will take a "well known fact" and throw it on it's ear. I read a review on Amazon from some guy who thinks that this falls in the same catagory as aliens building the pyramids. Uhm. Okay? I don't know. It seems pretty fucking plausible. Anyone else read this? Thoughts? Opinions? Comments? Questions?

- Tonight, I must go to sleep EARLAY. For tomorrow brings little sleep. Squish's parents, for our Christmas present, got us Broadway tickets. By some snafu, the tix are for tomorrow night (Avenue Q, for those of you who don't remember). Which SUCKS because we're going camping this weekend. So we're missing a night of camping and we're gonna be exhausted for Faire on Saturday. We're camping up by Lake Ontario again in Oswego for the Sterling Faire. YAAAY. I think the diet is going on hiatus.

So travel goes. 1pm, leave work, drive up to Squish's. 4pm, take train to NYC. 12am, leave city on train back to Squish's. 1:30am, sleep. 5am. WAKE UP. 10/11am, end up in Oswego.

- So, also tonight. I need to pack. PACK LIKE THE WIND. Whilest I'm packing, I'm going to continue watching the second season of The 4400. It's good shit. I think I'm on the 4th episode or something.

- I'm still rocking out my low GI thing. I'm doing well. Maybe I'll do a fatness update later. I'm discovering a new love for tilapia.

- My boyfriend made beef jerky this weekend. He was less than pleased with it, but Faith and I gnawed quite a bit of it down. Something tells me we'll have a lot of it for Pennsic.

- Pennsic. JESUS CHRIST am I not prepared at all. This happens every year. I need to get a sewing machine and learn how to sew. Oh, and get money for cloth. Ha. HAHAHA. I still need tops. I'm never pleased with my tops.

- Somewhere along the line I need to make a "girls only" filter. I'll do that eventually.

- I get to leave at 1pm tomorrow. That makes me so squee. :D

- I love this icon. It makes me feel glam.

Ugh.

I live in hairball central.

I came home and saw vomit from the kittie condo to my BOOTS (the outside, thank the gods) and a huge pile of it nice and dried to the floor.

Then Juliet proceeds to vomit by the front door.

Lexie and Firenze feel the need to check this out. I yell.

But she's not done. She pukes a bit more in the kitchen.

Clearly, she's eaten something to piss her off.

If you were a fly on my wall, you'd hear me yell, "LEXINGTON, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD NO!!!!"

Cause he keeps sniffing at it.

I hate cleaning up the warm stuff. ugh.