green_apple: (take these broken wings & learn to fly)
Just came in from the dentist. Ugh, hate hate hate anesthetic-induced grogginess. Also, I keep swallowing blood because I can't close my mouth properly and the gauze pad will not stay in place.

Blood is gross, y'all.

And I'm groggy.

::goes off to bed::
green_apple: (the storm at the heart of the sun)
You know what I hate? When all the milk cartons are sticky and stinky from previously spilled milk. I mean, I don't expect them to be cleaned if the spillage happened after they were put out on the fridge (they should be), the thing is that I suspect they were already in that state before, there is never any evidence of a milky mess (other than on the cartons themselves) that would justify/explain this sorry state of affairs.

If the mess happened while in storage, then CLEAN THE MFING CARTONS UP BEFORE PUTTING THEM ON THE FRIDGE!. Be kind to your customers, dude.

Had to wipe the crackers, veggie bags, the tea box plastic wrap, EVERYTHING. And it still stinks.

Er,  I could have not taken the milk, yes. But. I'm very finicky about milk and this supermarket is the only one that carries this brand which is the only one I like the taste of... so yeah. Also, I do have to have milk, WHAT WILL I PUT ON MY CEREAL, OTHERWISE?

Er #2 Tuesday, honey? I may need some hand-holding. Stop. Send help. Stop.
green_apple: (that new car smell)
Apparently Democrats getting their ears flicked for using inappropriate words zomg! on the House floor was all the incentive my [insert inappropriate word here] needed to remember that nature has courses to follow and stuff.

I believe this one should be filed as Things About Me You Might Have Been Better Off Without Knowing...

Also, Thursday is very lucky that I like her plentifully. I'm actually considering stuff.

Finished reading The Kingmaking a few weeks ago and only just know it hits me what bothered me about it profusely spoilery review, be warned )

In other news, the sun is hot.
green_apple: (down the barrel of a winchester)
Missed a step going up the stairs, miraculously managed to not die and merely skinned off the cuticle right above three fingernails. Went to the nurse station to get things checked because, hi I just fell on the stairs. Got distracted for a moment and then got introduced to the red-hot world of pain that opens up for you when a piece of cotton soaked in alcohol is pressed on the still-bleeding, tender under layer of your epidermis.

Ouch. I kind of want my mommy. Which should tell you something about my mental state at the moment.

ugh,

3/15/11 18:54
green_apple: (anything frail anything wild)
When you wake up to a forlorn jar of potentially already-gone-bad olives in your fridge suddenly, and depressingly reminding you of what exactly was it you forgot to do yesterday, even though you had the urgency to get it done pressing on the back of your head, you should just mentally hang up a card reading 'abandon all hope ye who enter here' on the front door of the rest of your day.

Dry cereal and lukewarm tea kick-started a day of feeling not quite enough (not early enough, not clever enough, not nice enough, not pretty enough, not rested enough. Hell, not even tired enough) Always almost almost there, but not really managing.

Crappy day, why so crappy?

Fortunately ::clings to hope:: it's almost over, only have to wait until mom calls and then to bed with me. Like the old lady I not-so-secretly am.





green_apple: (down the barrel of a winchester)
Obviously an army sponsored NASCAR car is the trump card here. Finally, we are cool enough to play with the cool kids.

Rage has become this viscous substance pouring out of me at the moment.

Fucking. Assholes. Every single one of them.
green_apple: (applied cartography)
Which is my cue to spend the night rolling around in bed, actually sleepy but unable to sleep because my ear aches something awful and the ear drops I went to the pharmacy for at three in the morning are doing nothing. Agh, don't want to have to go the emergency room, but might end up there if it doesn't let up.

Anyway. My Tumblr dashboard was invaded by the pretty gorgeousness that are the new promo pics for Merlin's episode 8 (warning: link leads to extreme beauty, including Morgana's sneaky bra strap and Gwen's curls).  Pics which, FINALLY, feature new Gwen/Coulby. As you can guess, I am over the moon with an earache. And so I share. Plus some more artsy stuff I happened upon.

Audrey Hepburn )

Gwen )

Pendragons-to-be )

Um, as I sit here drooling contemplating what this journal has become, I do wonder, when did I start doing this? (posting Tumblr finds, not the whole LJ experience), I want to say something profound about mixing my current major playgrounds and bringing unity to it all BUT MY EAR ACHES AND NOW THERE'S A BEEPING SOUND THAT WILL SURELY DRIVE ME FURTHER INSANE.

Fuck this, I'm off to the ER.

green_apple: (anything frail anything wild)
I came in here with the intention of updating things on my gratitude project, mostly. And then I saw this and now I'm crying.

I had no idea and I knew about it. Still, knowing shit is happening around us at terrible speed and in terrible quantities is never as devastating as hearing the people who suffer said shit call for help. Seeing the need for help.

Yes, this is the condition of Pakistan at the moment.


Sometimes our own willful ignorance is staggering. And disgusting.

And this embarrassment to the human species is still planning on going through with his plan to burn a Qur'an, because our tragedy far outweighs that of the rest of the entire world and it is our God-given right, if not duty, to show the world the error of their ways (namely, not being us).

"His actions most likely would be protected by the First Amendment's right to free speech. The U.S. Supreme Court has made clear in several landmark rulings that speech deemed offensive to many people, even the majority of people, cannot be suppressed by the government unless it is clearly directed to intimidate someone or amounts to an incitement to violence, legal experts said." (emphasis is mine)

I'm sorry, I may have missed some vital part of this whole thing wherein the completely pacifist and friendly intentions of this action were explained, but isn't this exactly what Jones is trying to do?

I really don't know what to say.

OW

9/1/10 05:44
green_apple: (down the barrel of a winchester)
You know that feeling in the pit of your stomach you get when the phone wakes you up at three in the morning and your first thought is that something's happened?

Yeah.

And then, after nearly knocking yourself out with the edge of the bedside table, slipping on the mat and freezing your feet after you've achieved the living-room in one piece, you pick up the phone and it turns out to be a wrong number. Which the person on the other side (who, unlike you, sounds totally awake and not thoroughly annoyed) tries to deny by means of telling you it is completely normal to be disoriented, after all you did get dragged out of bed just recently, now could I please put my mom on the phone?

Yeah. Thoroughly annoyed, flist. At three in the morning. I don't even want to know what was this person hoping to achieve by waking up and entire household at oh-so-early in the morning.

I did go right back to sleep though, so that's something.

green_apple: (down the barrel of a winchester)
Okay, so, it's like this, I have an awesome, completely adorable and unequivocally hot complexion that happens to be so (to me, anyway) solely on the merits of it being MY complexion.

So eff you world. My body issues are not triggered by your thinly-veiled racist remarks. You may leave my exalted presence now. TYVM.

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