the strange planet inside my head
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the humpty day
the rain has cleared up for the day, and it's actually supposed to hit close to sixty. some of the trees have started to bud out, which is a WAY YAY. there's a magnolia a couple of streets away that is actually BLOOMING. so pretty.
it makes it so much nicer to do Poop Patrol in good weather.
****
i woke up and went on auto-pilot. laundry's just about done, shampooed the carpet, and i'm seriously contemplating bathing the Little Shittard. i'm working on the logistics. sparky's snickering in the corner.
the bathtub won't work -- my back can't take it, and i'm just waiting for the one...step...that blows the knee.
so we're going to go for the kitchen sink.
actually, i think i'll wait until tomorrow. that way, he'll stay de-stinkified for Gem's homecoming. i fully suspect he'll hate me when we're done, but that's okay cuz i don't like him much anyway.
he pooped by my bed. sneaky little fuckah.
right now he's chewing on my feet and trying to eat my sock.
*sigh*
****
i spoke with the Withered One yesterday and she sounds WONDERFUL. full of piss and vinegar, which is just the way i like her. her Hot Spots are shrinking, and all we need to do is hook her up with a Horny Senior Citizen, and she's all set.
heh.
****
the good:
i heard from an old friend that just made my freakin' month. the internet is a crazy thing, friends and neighbors, and the older i get the smaller the planet. this was an amazing connection and i'm still processing (you know how slow i am at that.) i guess you never know the kind of effect you have on people -- and it's a shock when you come up against it, sometimes, even when it's All Kinds of Good.
i wonder if it's difficult to assimilate the fact i might have had a positive influence on someone because of the self-esteem factor.
ah, why am i always analyzing? i say to myself, "Self? What the fuck already? Can't you just take a good thing for face value? Why are you always picking that kind of shit apart?"
and Myself says, "Self? It's a mystery to me. It's not like I don't have anything else to do. But dang! We're talking DECADES ago. What the hell is that all about?"
Self snickers. "Think about it for a minute. Remember way back then? How much fun was it? I mean, I know some of the best memories of your life were back then, some of the *only* best memories. When you tossed the bad ones, you tossed the good ones too. That's hardly productive."
"You think you know everything. I couldn't pick and choose; it doesn't work that way." Myself sighs.
"Are you scared?" Self looks solicitous.
"Not scared, really. More nervous, I think. A little. I know there's some really crappy stuff in there, and I wasn't prepared to do a Big Sorting."
Self takes my hand. "It's okay, ya big baby." She pats my hand, which normally annoys the piss out of me, but it's comforting right now. "You don't have to Sort. Just run with the good stuff, and the bad stuff will have problems just keeping up. Pretty soon you'll wear it out, and then...then you'll just run with the good. Then maybe, you won't have to run anymore."
"You're smarter than you look."
"And you're better than you think." Self smiles.
smugness does not look good on her. i'll have to remember to tell her that, next time.
****
the bad:
i love my friends. i love them very much, and i hate seeing any of them struggle.
so, if you're reading this, and you're my friend and you're struggling, consider yourself wrapped in nettalove for the rest of the day.
*hugs and hugs* i wish i had a magic fairy wand.
well, it wouldn't necessarily have to be a FAIRY wand if it's magic, but it'd be cool if there were some, like, you know, sparkly things, or ribbons, or maybe if it came with some really cool magic accessories, like a nifty wand holder you could clip to your belt, or purse....maybe a programmable remote control feature, with a rechargeable battery....
wait, where was i?
:) huggin' y'all.
****
special hugs to the knight. medical stuff.
it be ai'ight.
****
okay, now stop bugging me, i have copy to write.
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
it makes it so much nicer to do Poop Patrol in good weather.
****
i woke up and went on auto-pilot. laundry's just about done, shampooed the carpet, and i'm seriously contemplating bathing the Little Shittard. i'm working on the logistics. sparky's snickering in the corner.
the bathtub won't work -- my back can't take it, and i'm just waiting for the one...step...that blows the knee.
so we're going to go for the kitchen sink.
actually, i think i'll wait until tomorrow. that way, he'll stay de-stinkified for Gem's homecoming. i fully suspect he'll hate me when we're done, but that's okay cuz i don't like him much anyway.
he pooped by my bed. sneaky little fuckah.
right now he's chewing on my feet and trying to eat my sock.
*sigh*
****
i spoke with the Withered One yesterday and she sounds WONDERFUL. full of piss and vinegar, which is just the way i like her. her Hot Spots are shrinking, and all we need to do is hook her up with a Horny Senior Citizen, and she's all set.
heh.
****
the good:
i heard from an old friend that just made my freakin' month. the internet is a crazy thing, friends and neighbors, and the older i get the smaller the planet. this was an amazing connection and i'm still processing (you know how slow i am at that.) i guess you never know the kind of effect you have on people -- and it's a shock when you come up against it, sometimes, even when it's All Kinds of Good.
i wonder if it's difficult to assimilate the fact i might have had a positive influence on someone because of the self-esteem factor.
ah, why am i always analyzing? i say to myself, "Self? What the fuck already? Can't you just take a good thing for face value? Why are you always picking that kind of shit apart?"
and Myself says, "Self? It's a mystery to me. It's not like I don't have anything else to do. But dang! We're talking DECADES ago. What the hell is that all about?"
Self snickers. "Think about it for a minute. Remember way back then? How much fun was it? I mean, I know some of the best memories of your life were back then, some of the *only* best memories. When you tossed the bad ones, you tossed the good ones too. That's hardly productive."
"You think you know everything. I couldn't pick and choose; it doesn't work that way." Myself sighs.
"Are you scared?" Self looks solicitous.
"Not scared, really. More nervous, I think. A little. I know there's some really crappy stuff in there, and I wasn't prepared to do a Big Sorting."
Self takes my hand. "It's okay, ya big baby." She pats my hand, which normally annoys the piss out of me, but it's comforting right now. "You don't have to Sort. Just run with the good stuff, and the bad stuff will have problems just keeping up. Pretty soon you'll wear it out, and then...then you'll just run with the good. Then maybe, you won't have to run anymore."
"You're smarter than you look."
"And you're better than you think." Self smiles.
smugness does not look good on her. i'll have to remember to tell her that, next time.
****
the bad:
i love my friends. i love them very much, and i hate seeing any of them struggle.
so, if you're reading this, and you're my friend and you're struggling, consider yourself wrapped in nettalove for the rest of the day.
*hugs and hugs* i wish i had a magic fairy wand.
well, it wouldn't necessarily have to be a FAIRY wand if it's magic, but it'd be cool if there were some, like, you know, sparkly things, or ribbons, or maybe if it came with some really cool magic accessories, like a nifty wand holder you could clip to your belt, or purse....maybe a programmable remote control feature, with a rechargeable battery....
wait, where was i?
:) huggin' y'all.
****
special hugs to the knight. medical stuff.
it be ai'ight.
****
okay, now stop bugging me, i have copy to write.
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
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