They stole my squishy blanket.
I know it's the least of everyone's problems (*note to Nicole, Brendan and the gang in paragraph below*) but I felt the need to protest my blanket being stolen for guests when I'm the one sleeping on the couch. NOT cool.
*I'm bad at 'my thoughts are with you' things because I end up going Yoda on everyone and that seems to offend people, but really, I'm not very oriented with your family but I know it's an amazing one and seeing/hearing everyone be worried, it makes me wanna do something. Though, I guess the only thing I can actually do is say, well, my thoughts and wishes are all being sent your way, and I really really hope things get a lot better soon. *Hugs*
And now I'm gonna try to spread some holiday cheer by playing some fun meme-ish thing.
( Teh Rules )
Sounds all simple and fun and easy enough.
( Wishlist (I have an obsession with lj-cuts) )
I have the most self-involved/impossible wishlist EVER. I tried to put it in order, but then I got bored. *Nod*
Um...um...I don't think I have anything else to say. Except 'And it's beginning to snow!' 'Cept it isn't. It stopped snowing around 4:30. But, yeah, 4-5 inches. So that means I have sopping wet muses that decided snowball fights were the only way to end an argument. Twice. Very wet puppies that thought snow was the COOLEST THING EVER, and therefore decided they should dive into it every few minutes. A Cattymuse that has fallen out of a chair three times today, and is rather freezing cold because she decided that when Luke arrived she would run and JUMP and tackle him into the snow, which started a wrestling fight that was rather amusing, considering she's really short and all she could do was squirm away and run until he caught her again. So she, of course, planted her soaked and chattering self into Sev's lap because she couldn't move her legs enough to walk up the stairs to find new clothes. And, um, cold horses that moved into the basement because it's heated. And a partridge in a pear tree. (Or, in the RENT version, 'And one pasta with meatless balllllssss.
And we have a Lilah. How did THAT happen, anyways?
-Maddy
I know it's the least of everyone's problems (*note to Nicole, Brendan and the gang in paragraph below*) but I felt the need to protest my blanket being stolen for guests when I'm the one sleeping on the couch. NOT cool.
*I'm bad at 'my thoughts are with you' things because I end up going Yoda on everyone and that seems to offend people, but really, I'm not very oriented with your family but I know it's an amazing one and seeing/hearing everyone be worried, it makes me wanna do something. Though, I guess the only thing I can actually do is say, well, my thoughts and wishes are all being sent your way, and I really really hope things get a lot better soon. *Hugs*
And now I'm gonna try to spread some holiday cheer by playing some fun meme-ish thing.
( Teh Rules )
Sounds all simple and fun and easy enough.
( Wishlist (I have an obsession with lj-cuts) )
I have the most self-involved/impossible wishlist EVER. I tried to put it in order, but then I got bored. *Nod*
Um...um...I don't think I have anything else to say. Except 'And it's beginning to snow!' 'Cept it isn't. It stopped snowing around 4:30. But, yeah, 4-5 inches. So that means I have sopping wet muses that decided snowball fights were the only way to end an argument. Twice. Very wet puppies that thought snow was the COOLEST THING EVER, and therefore decided they should dive into it every few minutes. A Cattymuse that has fallen out of a chair three times today, and is rather freezing cold because she decided that when Luke arrived she would run and JUMP and tackle him into the snow, which started a wrestling fight that was rather amusing, considering she's really short and all she could do was squirm away and run until he caught her again. So she, of course, planted her soaked and chattering self into Sev's lap because she couldn't move her legs enough to walk up the stairs to find new clothes. And, um, cold horses that moved into the basement because it's heated. And a partridge in a pear tree. (Or, in the RENT version, 'And one pasta with meatless balllllssss.
And we have a Lilah. How did THAT happen, anyways?
-Maddy
