kiya: (snug)
( Sep. 11th, 2003 06:29 pm)
I wanted to keep it.

The context is that someone started a thread asking about first loves.

Meet mine. )
Conversation with [livejournal.com profile] oneironaut:

    I say "Brooks is engaging in ferocious bogganage."
    Tesla says "Is he washing your cabinets again?"
    I say "No, he's weeded the entire front dirt."
    Tesla says "Oh dear."
    I say "Including trimming the Uglies into a nice hedge."
    Tesla says "Uglies?"
    I say "The weeds that I hate the most. They're unsightly, exude something that's faintly irritating to my hands, spread almost as enthusiastically as kudzu, and WILL NOT DIE."
    Tesla says "And he trimmed them into a hedge. Such a boggan kinain."
    I say "Yup."
kiya: (snug)
( Aug. 15th, 2003 05:40 pm)
The photo doesn't really capture the sort of mutual flop of the actual pose, quite.

Photo cut. )
[livejournal.com profile] erispope: one of the few people for whom I can find the perfect present at Spencer Gifts.
    "Oo."
    "Ee?"
    ". . ."
    "Oo ah ah?"
    "Oh, walla-walla bing bang."
    "You missed 'ting tang'."
    "Yes, I did, didn't I."
    "Is that some other Australian cookie?"


I could fall in love all over again at every smile.

We're gonna be okay.
Damnit, it's a conspiracy.

Now [livejournal.com profile] oneironaut is telling me I'm cute too.



Addendum: And [livejournal.com profile] erispope is a member of the conspiracy too.

And [livejournal.com profile] oneironaut is threatening me. Thppbpt!

Addendum addendum: And [livejournal.com profile] brooksmoses. Who also kissed me on the nose.

I can't win.
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I have a very forgiving and tolerant husband.

For one thing, he told me last night that he essentially plans on the possibility of me waking him up when I come to bed and having an hour and a half long conversation with him about even more word nuances than I listed in an entry previous, stray exegesis involving [livejournal.com profile] oneironaut's mighty bitchslap, the murderous tendencies of small blue penguins, and whether or not the cats were a topic or an interruption, before drifting off into vagaries of the structures of the temple bureaucracies in ancient Egypt.

We have a stuffed penguin gotten from the Boston Aquarium (they said we couldn't take them home! They lied!) which lives on the back of the bed and saw fit to powerdive [livejournal.com profile] teinedreugan in the middle of the conversation. He said I'd set the penguin on him; I pointed out that had I done so, I would have done a much better job of it. Which, of course, got us onto the subject of ninja penguins, which I thought would please [livejournal.com profile] lstone.

Other good lines include "It's nice sometimes that you can read my mind, but it can be really obnoxious", because [livejournal.com profile] vectorvillain would be very mad. And the giggle discussion, which went something like:
    "Are you done giggling now?"
    "I think so."
    ". . . I'm not sure I am."
    *laughter*
    "Oh, now you're cackling."
    "Do we have to go through stages?"
    "Well, there's . . . denial. . . ."
    "No, skipped that one. . . ."

And no matter what [livejournal.com profile] teinedreugan says: Not Cute.
Lotta people in various places have been talking about relationshipness in various ways. And I've had a bit of thinking at that I've been doing as a result.

This one mostly from poly-boston-chat: Language bitchiness: things I want specific words for, some of which I actually have some specific words for )
This one mostly from a post on [livejournal.com profile] polyamory that I couldn't figure out how to reply to: Compartmentalisation? )
This one mostly from a Straight Dope Message Board thread about romantic love: And what is that whole 'romance' thing, anyway?: On Valentine's Day itself )

Amended with more concepts for the word-list 12/2/2003 at 3:20 PM Eastern (-5 GMT I think).
Yay painkillers. Yay taking painkillers, going to bed while one's badly strained muscles are relaxing, and waking up with only a mild twinge and it no longer hurting to breathe.

I had strange dreams. I find it somewhat entertaining, though, that I'm having pseudo-lucid dreaming -- as in, when I'm in dreams I am occasionally taking into account the fact I can fly in dreams as part of my planning for ops.

I also had this conversation with [livejournal.com profile] brooksmoses at the conclusion of our phone call last night.
    I will think small incoherent lascivious thoughts. I'm too incoherent to think coherent ones.
    I'm incoherent enough that I think morecivious is a good pun.
    But one [livejournal.com profile] xiphias is enough!
    Well, yes, but one doesn't really want less of him either....
    True.
[livejournal.com profile] brooksmoses appreciates my bad jokes, even the ones that [livejournal.com profile] teinedreugan doesn't get.
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kiya: (pooka)
( Oct. 23rd, 2002 02:02 am)
Not only did the parcel I sent [livejournal.com profile] oneironaut arrive (finally). . .

Not only was the joke successful . . .

But the addressing on said parcel baffled gtst roommate . . .

And the chocolates are actually good.

(I wasn't actually expecting them to be. It was worth the investment just for the joke. But damn, that's two bonus levels on one parcel. Smooth.)

Addendum: I don't know about Squid, but I'm sitting here grinning stupidly and occasionally giggling. I suspect this counts as cute, for really perverse values of cute.
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kiya: (snug)
( Sep. 18th, 2002 04:19 am)
I've been working with metal. I don't have the scraps I want to work with, but I have foil and mesh and rods and stuff to work on, and we'll see what the results look like. As per usual in this sort of medium, I have variously punctured fingers. But I was brave! I went out of the house!

In other injuries, there is a possibly icky explanation of why I was bitching about my foot. )

I am frightfully oppressed by my husband. You see, we were in the Home Depot (in which we bought a large flowerpot, a soldering iron, and two random bits of copper piping) and waiting on line for the register. Home Depot has little random checkout line impulse buy items near the registers, including, at this one, rainbow-coloured string, which he inspected carefully. He turned to me and said, with I thought excessive solemnity, "Twine."

"Goes by?"

"What?"

"So slowly?"

He made a face at me. When we got out into the parking lot he complained about my sense of pun, to which I could only reply, "But twine can do so much!"

At this point he started threatening me with the flogger. I told him I'd have to tell [livejournal.com profile] suzimoses, so there. (Consider yourself informed about Kevin's activities, dearheart.)

Wow, it's nearly four-thirty. This is probably a sign I should go to bed.
'cause I'm doing it here. )
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That mysterious box I sent [livejournal.com profile] oneironaut turned up today.

And these were the results. . . )
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