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Creeping Through The Cellar Door
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And like my friends before me...

...I'm considering a 'kids' filter, too. I'm sure many could care less hearing about the silly antics of our children.



K&A burning candles at all ends
So whilst talking to K about how to appease the ennui she most assuredly feels when I'm busy/working, she pops up like this is some new idea, and introduces the idea of A being here or her being there; anything for them to be together. I do some quick thinkin', and realize it behooves all of us (Lori, me, K and A) to get them together to first, keep them happy and busy while we work, and second, elicit their help :-D

Of course, by the time Lori and I had the details worked out, K already knew what was gonna happen. UMHM. It's almost like both of them 'worked' Lori and I, until they made us think it was OUR idea. OMG. They've outwitted us! That NEVER happens! Heh. So...just as they we planned, they'll be spending half their time here, and half at Lori's. Umhm. That'll work on me one time but nevermore.

Freed up to do some schtuff
I've decided -- after this carefully-thought-out and o-so-busy weekend -- that I'm going to take approximately two weeks off. Yeshhhh. That'll give ME time to refresh, regroup, regenerate/heal, and get my house back to where it was pre-yule. I've kept it fairly neat all things considered, but I don't feel very motivated unless everything is washed/cleaned/laundered/straightened/prepared. That way, when I do meet with these people who've recently called, I can leave home without fear of someone breaking in to discover I'm a slob. BAAAHAHAHA. *cough* That was SO not funny. Kinda like 'always wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident.' Umm...who CARES if you're in an accident, cuz chances are, you've shat yourself ANYway. Okay, that was uber gross. SO? But that is the plan. For now, anyway, unless my spawn reinvents something else to throw me off. :-D

Kiddie Filter
I've only two filters in place right now for friend's only posts. But I think it would be the cool thing to do to start reserving kid-schtuff to parents. Orrrrrrr maybe NOT. This is my journal, and I hate the thought of even filtering anyone out (hence the reason I deleted so many off the friend list, etc. etc.). If I'm scrutinized on my fargin' journal then you GOTTA look at who's doing the judging, and realize that something just ain't quite right with them in the first place. I do give everyone the OPTION of sneaking behind my cuts. Feh. If you don't wanna read, don't read. If you know *I* don't want you to read GET THE HELLO OFFA HERE, YOU PSYCHOTIC, STALKING, OBSESSESED FREAK. Otherwise, I'll start getting specific. And I'm not thinking ANY of the obsessives want me to share their truths aloud, not even in lil ole moi's journal :) *smirk* I'm trying to be nice this year! Don't add fuel to my fire, Mkaythnx.

Ugh...going in reverse
Dropping more weight and kinda worried about that one, too. I'm down to 100 now, and geez...I'm 5'7 (and a half, if you count that). NOT. HEALTHY. Admittedly, stress and just plain forgetting to eat contribute to this, I have to make a concerted effort THIS YEAR to GAIN FREAKIN' WEIGHT. I would honestly give ANYTHING to be up to 130-145 (my perfect body weight according to the doc). That would put me in a size 9, which is FINE. Better than a freakin' 3, or worse -- a child's 12-14. OMG. What's worse is the 'sick' icon really IS a sickly icon. I'm emaciated and that photo should represent it...or something. Right now, I could put someone's eyes out with my hipbones. Heh. Or my stomach could double as a soup bowl. Freaky.

Mkay, I'm preparing for the end of the world, and don't have time nor inclination to update further. I think I've probably exceeded my 'normal' update limit anyhoo.


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...I'm considering a 'kids' filter, too. I'm sure many could care less hearing about the silly antics of our children.

<lj-cut text="Having said THAT">

<b>K&A burning candles at all ends</b>
So whilst talking to K about how to appease the ennui she most assuredly feels when I'm busy/working, she pops up like this is some new idea, and introduces the idea of A being here or <i>her</i> being there; anything for them to be together. I do some quick thinkin', and realize it behooves all of us (Lori, me, K and A) to get them together to first, keep them happy and busy while we work, and second, elicit their help :-D

Of course, by the time Lori and I had the details worked out, K <i>already knew what was gonna happen.</i> UMHM. It's almost like both of them 'worked' Lori and I, until they made us think it was OUR idea. OMG. They've outwitted us! That NEVER happens! Heh. So...just as <strike>they</strike> we planned, they'll be spending half their time here, and half at Lori's. Umhm. That'll work on me <i>one time but nevermore.</i>

<b>Freed up to do some schtuff</b>
I've decided -- after this carefully-thought-out and o-so-busy weekend -- that I'm going to take approximately two weeks off. Yeshhhh. That'll give ME time to refresh, regroup, regenerate/heal, and get my house back to where it was pre-yule. I've kept it fairly neat all things considered, but I don't feel very motivated unless <i>everything</i> is washed/cleaned/laundered/straightened/prepared. That way, when I do meet with these people who've recently called, I can leave home without fear of someone breaking in to discover I'm a slob. BAAAHAHAHA. *cough* That was SO not funny. Kinda like 'always wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident.' Umm...who CARES if you're in an accident, cuz chances are, you've shat yourself ANYway. Okay, that was uber gross. SO? But that is the plan. For now, anyway, unless my spawn reinvents something <i>else</i> to throw me off. :-D

<b>Kiddie Filter</b>
I've only two filters in place right now for friend's only posts. But I think it would be the cool thing to do to start reserving kid-schtuff to parents. Orrrrrrr maybe NOT. This <i>is</i> my journal, and I hate the thought of even filtering anyone out (hence the reason I deleted so many off the friend list, etc. etc.). If I'm scrutinized on <b>my fargin' journal</b> then you GOTTA look at who's doing the judging, and realize that something just ain't quite right with them in the first place. I <i>do</i> give everyone the OPTION of sneaking behind my cuts. Feh. If you don't wanna read, don't read. If you know *I* don't want you to read <b>GET THE HELLO OFFA HERE, YOU PSYCHOTIC, STALKING, OBSESSESED FREAK.</b> Otherwise, I'll start getting specific. And I'm not thinking ANY of the obsessives want me to share <i>their</i> truths aloud, not even in lil ole moi's journal :) *smirk* I'm <i>trying</i> to be nice this year! Don't add fuel to my fire, Mkaythnx.

<b>Ugh...going in reverse</b>
Dropping more weight and kinda worried about that one, too. I'm down to 100 now, and geez...I'm 5'7 (and a half, if you count that). NOT. HEALTHY. Admittedly, stress and just plain forgetting to eat contribute to this, I have to make a concerted effort THIS YEAR to GAIN FREAKIN' WEIGHT. I would honestly give ANYTHING to be up to 130-145 (my perfect body weight according to the doc). That would put me in a size 9, which is FINE. Better than a freakin' 3, or worse -- a child's 12-14. OMG. What's worse is the 'sick' icon really IS a sickly icon. I'm emaciated and that photo should represent it...or something. Right now, I could put someone's eyes out with my hipbones. Heh. Or my stomach could double as a soup bowl. Freaky.

Mkay, I'm preparing for the end of the world, and don't have time nor inclination to update further. I think I've probably exceeded my 'normal' update limit anyhoo.
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<table style="filter:shadow(color=ff0000,strength=10)"<tr><td><center><h2>For the LOVE of GOD, get OFF my journal! Get a LIFE.</table></h2>

<b>If you don't CARE, WHY ARE YOU HERE, JACKASS?</b>

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