I'm trying to keep my head from spliting apart till this storm passes over, so all due warnings before you commit to reading this. I'm a wreck. Tis the unfortunate reality of being a human barometer. I'd like to say there's a plus side to this and I'm never caught without an umbrella, but since I can never find one when I need it, this pressure building against my brain is just a cruel fate. Ah well.

This holiday weekend was spent rather quietly. Had a lovely seafood dinner Friday at Hemmingways, courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] _darlingnicky_. Went to Bed, Bath and Beyond and purchased a pink and orange lava lamp, some candles, blue/green flip flops and some white chocolate I totally forgot about till just this moment. Wow. Score. Like finding a twenty dollar bill in the pocket of a pair of pants you haven't worn in a year (note to self: look through pockets of winter clothes tonight). Thought of what I hoped would be a good original story idea, but haven't figured out how to make it work yet.

Saturday, I don't remember much of. My online bank statement claims this was a day of heavy activity though. Watched fireworks at night from my balcony. Pretty spectacular display, actually. About a 20 minute show, 10 minutes of it was all finale type stuff. Not Gandalf quality, but close.

Sunday I went grocery shopping. Made a taco salad and [livejournal.com profile] _darlingnicky_ made a yummy habaƱero dip from spices procured from the Renfair some years back. Proceeded to ruin the habaƱero dip when I accidently dripped 409 cleaner into it, though thankfully it was after dinner. Rented some movies. Finally saw Chaplin about a decade after it came out. Glad I got it. Robert Downey was phenomenal. Will watch Dog Day Afternoon sometime this week. Did I mention I'm a little behind on movies?

Monday engaged in arachnicide. Well, not me so much as [livejournal.com profile] _darlingnicky_, who shielded me from the whole incident. But I'm told it was ghastly. I believe it too, as I've never seen her react in such a way - she's the type that takes the little critters outside (I'm the type that screams and smashes them with objects 500 times their size). I'm told the diameter of the spider was about 5 inches, which was way too big for me to deal with with any shread of rationality. The incident is described in detail in her LJ if you dare to go there and find out more. The entire ordeal cost her a piece of wall decor. I tried to soften the blow by calling it spontaneous natural performance art, but I think she just rather have the wall fixture back. We scared the shit out of Frodo who wouldn't go near the room till we calmed down.

Walked to the local convenience store, bought junk food and returned home to watch Men in Black II - not nearly as horrid as I was lead to believe. I was entertained, and that's all I was really looking for last night.
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