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Ah, jealousy...
Jul. 12th, 2007 02:14 amMy nephews are fighting over a girl.
Sure, she's a SIM, but you gotta start somewhere, right? :)
Sure, she's a SIM, but you gotta start somewhere, right? :)
Jul. 12th, 2007
Awesims has its first update!
Jul. 12th, 2007 02:51 amCheck it out here where you get a sneak preview of my Martha Jones Sim! :D
*Random fretting*
Jul. 12th, 2007 06:08 pmThis wait till the 7th book is just killing me. I keep trying to prepare myself for the worst cause, really, 6th was the next best thing to the worst, ya know?
I'm going to distract myself with Lindt chocolate and Agatha Christie books.
I'm going to distract myself with Lindt chocolate and Agatha Christie books.
Well, after another marathon bowel movement that would have made even Freddie Mercury wince, I had to relax and recouperate. I do what I always do when I'm under the weather in the slightest way: I immerse myself in water.
I am such a mermaid like that. I love baths. I couldn't live without them. I love filling up a tub nearly to the top and just sitting there, feeling all the weight drip off my body. I love the way my hair floats and drifts and feels ten times softer than when it's dry and hanging limp at my head. And when I get out I'm all warm and tingly sedate. Everything feels soft and fluffy and cuddly. Times like this I need a boyfriend to cuddle in my freshly clean state, I think. I have a cat, that'll do.
But my guts still feel tender and ouchy. I wish I had a pill that would make me numb from the neck down and not give me massive headaches two days after I've used them. I hate having to stay in the toilet that long, too. I really feel like my hours are wasted, being in pain and screaming like that.
The cat was a comfort. I really love my little Rogue. No, really. Like, you know those nappy ads with "It must be love, love, love"? Well, I was sitting in the bath and the cat was sitting next to me and that music fit perfectly because she was being so painfully fucking cute and licking the water off my hands and giving me love eyes. So cute it would make your brain melt out your ears.
And at one point when I was drying myself off, she tilted her head and touched my mole on my hip. I think she thought it was a bug or something - too cute. That sort of inquisitiveness really surprises me. She's ten months old and she's still curious about the world. It'll be sad when that eventually fades. *sigh*
I'm going to play Sims for a while and go to bed, I think.
One last bit of blogging: I almost love watching the news these days. Every day John Howard has done something else to make people think he's a giant douchebag that really shouldn't be leading the country. I mean, if Labour, in the limping, messed up state that they're in today (let's face it, it's not their glory days, is it?) can come out ahead of Liberal, who've basically been chained to the big podium for the last ten years, you KNOW you have severe problems and that you're FUCKING UP BADLY. Labour don't need to run a campaign. They just have to sit there and let Howard do all the hard work.
I am such a mermaid like that. I love baths. I couldn't live without them. I love filling up a tub nearly to the top and just sitting there, feeling all the weight drip off my body. I love the way my hair floats and drifts and feels ten times softer than when it's dry and hanging limp at my head. And when I get out I'm all warm and tingly sedate. Everything feels soft and fluffy and cuddly. Times like this I need a boyfriend to cuddle in my freshly clean state, I think. I have a cat, that'll do.
But my guts still feel tender and ouchy. I wish I had a pill that would make me numb from the neck down and not give me massive headaches two days after I've used them. I hate having to stay in the toilet that long, too. I really feel like my hours are wasted, being in pain and screaming like that.
The cat was a comfort. I really love my little Rogue. No, really. Like, you know those nappy ads with "It must be love, love, love"? Well, I was sitting in the bath and the cat was sitting next to me and that music fit perfectly because she was being so painfully fucking cute and licking the water off my hands and giving me love eyes. So cute it would make your brain melt out your ears.
And at one point when I was drying myself off, she tilted her head and touched my mole on my hip. I think she thought it was a bug or something - too cute. That sort of inquisitiveness really surprises me. She's ten months old and she's still curious about the world. It'll be sad when that eventually fades. *sigh*
I'm going to play Sims for a while and go to bed, I think.
One last bit of blogging: I almost love watching the news these days. Every day John Howard has done something else to make people think he's a giant douchebag that really shouldn't be leading the country. I mean, if Labour, in the limping, messed up state that they're in today (let's face it, it's not their glory days, is it?) can come out ahead of Liberal, who've basically been chained to the big podium for the last ten years, you KNOW you have severe problems and that you're FUCKING UP BADLY. Labour don't need to run a campaign. They just have to sit there and let Howard do all the hard work.
Sex in a nail polish!!
Jul. 12th, 2007 11:45 pmThis new nail colour is SO GOOD!! It's Cutex, 60 Seconds Supershine, 260 - Metallic Flash. And it IS metallic. Thick and colourful, needs only one coat, quick drying. I love the colour - it's a purply-pink. I'll take photos at some point.