Epicstraordinary!
To recap: Got a lot of stuff done, including one of the most difficult tasks on my list. I HAVE DEFEATED THE CLOTHING MONSTER. There are no dishes in the sink. I can do all of the laundry within two hours. My room is (mostly) clean, the animals are (mostly) happy, and I am (entirely) content.
OMG, hibachi steak, I am so fat and happy. The hibachi chef's name was Jonas. xD He was chubby and funny and I think Korean. And my mom said something totally flirty to him, and he was all "oh hey? lol" and it was awesome. xD So I got fat on steak and shrimp and rice and miso soup, and then GINGER ICE CREAM om nom nom nom so good.
BUT BEFORE THAT: huge Barnes and Noble, yes! I wandered and stuff, and my dad bought me The Fall!!!! And the latest issue of Heroes Magazine. This conversation happened:
Dad: Heroes? Really?
Me: They have really good articles!
Dad: Yeah, that's what I used to say about Playboy.
Me: Yeah, well, we probably put them each to the same use.
He didn't hear me, neither did Julia, and I walked across the store with my jaw dropped, laughing and saying "I cannot believe I just said that to him." EPIC LULZ.
So now I am home, and sleepy-full, and I spent the car ride home listening to podfic and wondering a) how to keep my voice from being all electronic on the edges, b) how to keep my voice warm, and c) how to develop the incredible phone-sex voices some of these readers have. xD Seriously, if I didn't sound as dorky as I looked, I might give reading a higher-rated fic a shot...
Driving home in blowing snow is kind of creepy. The patterns the snow makes as it swirls over the road switch up so quickly: angel wings, unhappy faces, shoes and ships, whirlpools and tornadoes, desert dunes, cabbages and kings. About two inches fell in the five hours I wasn't home. It's supposed to keep snowing.
I can't believe it's only eleven. I want to go to sleep already... but I am halfway through with Friday and I am determined to finish that first. NOAH BENNET I CHOOSE YOU *throws
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