But not so much.

Up a little too late again,
but not so bad as before.

New "bed"
Black sheets,
cream softy blanket,
pillows made of heaven fluff,
red pillowcases,
black comforter.

I am queen of the sexiest bed ever to be graced by my ...
drool.

hah.

Oh lovely sleep get ready for eris.

On the subject of me.

Holy crapass batman!

I was so pleased at finally being home with bed and such,
that I had forgotten the HORROR of the shopping trip.

Why didn't somebody tell me it was xmas eve eve?
Where was the voice of reason to say,
"uh eris, don't go in the store."?

The timing of my when was horridly bad,
to say the least.

I hate other people.
I mostly hate other people who are
dirty,
loud,
smelly,
dragging two carts full of toys,
expecting everyone to get out of their way,
because shopping for their fucktrophies,
at the last fucking minute,
must be oh so much more important that anything else.

J had dropped me off to go get his flat tire fixed.
so by the time he came and found me in line ...
eris was all eyes and fidgety.

I didn't get nearly everything I needed,
cause I had to get the fuck out of there.

As if I needed a reminder why I only deal with the general public,
ON THE PHONE.

Fuckin' work,
here comes eris.

NOTE TO SELF

Very few people enjoy having you babble
about practical examples of the theory of time dilation at them.
Least of all your roommate, who's already annoyed at his calls today.

Additionally,
try to avoid using phrases like;
"time space continuum" it makes you sound like a tard,
and you don't know what you're talking about anyhow.


This is what happens when eris reads her friends list,
and then howstuffworks.com,
at work.

Once again,

I followed a link and remember not from where.

Use of hallucinogenic substances in ancient religions

Um, what?

J's girl... whatever,
just handed me possible the most blandly religious christmas card I've ever seen.
There's even a bible verse inside.
And I can't even read what she wrote inside,
Maybe I can,
"amor seampre"

*blink*

She means well I expect,
I can't conjure anything to say that wouldn't hurt her feelings.

When eris lacks for tact, she doesn't make eyecontact,
and pretends to be working.

Bah fucking humbug

HOME

Because I'm just *that* self-centered.

Have an eris quote from in the car on the way home:


"No, trust me, I'm just smart enough to realize I'm an idiot"


and

"The next person who wishes me a Merry Christmas, I'm gonna Merry Christmas my fist in their face."

GAHHHH

I AM THE POLICEMAN WHO PUNCHES HEADS!

ACCEPT MY HEARTWARMING GIFT OF TREE SCRATCIES!

FUCKING DONUT!

Oh nevermind.