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I am cold and cannot seem to get warm. If someone could get on a blanket made of puppies and kittens, or a robe-type garment out of that material, I'd appreciate it.
Amazon delivered my new music stand, shoulder rest, and some sheet music today and I am looking forward to an epic afternoon of Hot Cross Buns on my newly restored violins. (Lol.) Wow, the muscle memory for viola isn't quite the same for violin. I'm constantly sharp on everything. HEY ISN'T THAT INTERESTING GUYS?
GUYS?
HELLO? I WANT FRIES WITH CHEESE AND BACONS AND A NEW UTERUS. If someone could be a dear and help me out, that would be greaaaat.
This post brought to you by my fuzzy brain that is incapable of doing anything else, apparently. WHY ME NO BRAIN DUM DUM?
- Spock is::
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EAT FOODS. This will help your brain, too!
I HAVE EATEN! I am now in search of something sweet, because I want chocolate and brownies and ice cream and toffees and cake and pie and...
Actually when I got the notice that you had an entry up (I have been slacking on reading, so LJ alerts me when folks I lurve/stories I am making grabby hands for post) titled, "I want to eat all the things!" I thought to myself, "So do I, but I'll be doing my very slow don't wake the beast monster exercises and she'll be all PX90 is MINE, BEGONE FRIES, and look, so many bits of mah sarcasm is true!
Next time I see you, I'm gonna do the imitation of the kids downstairs from our first apartment sawing away at "twinkle twinkle little star." It's awesome. Have a great time playing, bb.
Cold? thyroid? I know you just got checked out, though, because I'm creepy and remember things like your doc asking if you'd become a pro athlete.
Edited, because, srsly spellcheck?
Edited at 2013-02-26 06:11 pm (UTC)
We have a cold front moving through, and I have very thin blood because I am a hot-weather climate kind of girl. I am a TOTAL BABY about being cold. And thank you for thinking of me checking my thyroid! That's a problem in my family, actually. It seems to have skipped me, though, which is GREAT.
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I am a total baby about being hot, because cold, you can do something about and keep moving but hot? Just lays me out. Exercise sweat? No problem. Frisky times sweat? Hell yes. Sweat from being hot outside or inside and no breeze/fan/ac on me? HELP I'M SUFFOCATING/MELTING OH MY BEAUTIFUL WICKEDNEsssss aaaaaaaaaa. ::puddle::
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But ooooooh, I love hot hot hot skin and baking and warmth and diving into a pool and hhave a margarita and then being warm all over, YES, PLEASE!!
*wriggles with excitement*
When I can get back some of my old skill, I'll definitely post something! I haven't played in so long, I'm ridiculously rusty.
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Oh, and what fast food place to you go to because I wanna make damn sure I never go there!
Fast food? Ovary King, why?
I'm so excited about your music stand! Here, for when you are bored with the Western world. These are fun. I admit I'm writing a paper on the whole thing, so I have been forcing them on all the string players I know. Which...you are now one of. so...hah
http://www.maqamworld.com/
Beautiful stuff. Fun stuff.
I can't get you a new uterus, but you can have a woomba.
http://www.hulu.com/watch/70317
Did you get those winds yesterday? Fifty mile per hour gusts off and on all day. Why, yes, part of the patio roof flew off and hit our sliding glass door with a remarkably scary metal vs. glass screech and scared the beejeezers out of me while the mister was off with our brewing club. Why oh why did I stay home and have five years shaved off my life?
This post brought to you by I wish I had baked cookies instead of roasted vegetables.
Also, enjoy your violins. I'm just glad I don't have to listen to "Hot Cross Buns" all afternoon.
Edited at 2013-02-26 08:38 pm (UTC)
i can only do about 20 or so before death approaches because i still have that fucking SLAP tear in my left shoulder. sob.
Yeah, that is BRUTAL to make you do those if you've got a tear. :( But your obliques! Your tris! D:
Me, I will use my rotator cuff/bicep tendonitis as a convenient excuse.
*is a chubby couch-potato*