[14:02] <Lucindrielle> I'm so sick of deciding what I want and making it and eating it, and like...chewing.
[14:02] <Lucindrielle> And then dishes. ZOMG, dishes.
[14:02] * Lucindrielle is TEH LAZY
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lazy
I got chewed out. I think someone dropped me from their friend's list. Someone said that simply wasn't true; they liked curling because they were very interested in the sport and even if the Olympics weren't showing it, she'd still be interested in it.
It's the summer of 2008. How many people are still interested in curling like WOAH?
Yeah. That's what I thought.
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amused
What I do take issue with is the idea that this site has that it leads into "homosexual activities". I can assure you, masturbation does not in any way encourage homosexuality. I don't know about the rest of you heterosexual people, but not once have I ever participated in a "homosexual activity" as a result - not that I personally find anything wrong with them, in the first place.
The site goes on to say that it's so horrific, that you shouldn't even PRAY for help stopping. "Pray. But when you pray, don't pray about this problem, for that will tend to keep it in your mind more than ever."
Yeah. Ooookay. They've finally found something so horrific that you can't even share it with God. Nice.
- Mood: amused
* See if anybody else responds with "I've done that."
* Have your friends cut & paste this into their journal to see what unique things they've done in their life.
1.) I've had a scientific experiment go up on the space shuttle Discovery - the same mission that John Glenn was on last. STS-95, to be precise. I was invited and went to watch it take off from Banana Creek in Florida, and everything.
2.) I've had a summer home next door to a very well known celebrity
3.) I've walked 6.37 miles (I MapQuested it!), sticking to the road and going up a major mountain; we started at 215 feet above sea-level and ended up 1201 feet above sea-level. We had lunch on a side road, and then walked back down again, all in about 90 degree weather.
Stories available upon request.
- Mood: amused
At first, there was much, "I PAID A GOOD AMOUNT OF MONEY FOR THIS, YOU'RE GOING TO TRY IT OU-.....GET BACK HERE!"
Now she likes it. She's laying in it and purring and kneading it. I was hoping to liberate the towel, but unfortunately the only way she'd lay in the bed is with the towel over it.
So much for that plan.
- Mood: amused
I dropped my !@#$ing camera. It r b0rked but good. It constantly tells me that there's a "zoom error" and doesn't do much else.
It will either need to be repaired (!@#$!) or replaced ($%^&!)!
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devastated
I just saw a new commercial touting their new line of "natural" products called "Green Works". And "because it's from Clorox, it works just as well as our traditional products". They say it's made of 99.3% natural products.
YAAAAAAAY!
Except, you have to ask how does one get said product into their home? Oh, right. They buy a plastic bottle of it, and then throw that bottle out when it's empty and buy a new one.
Yeah. I'm willing to bet a good portion of the people that use "natural" cleaning products do so not only because of the harsh chemicals, but also because they can mix the product in a container they already have and reuse each time, thus cutting down on waste.
If you're going to care about something and want to make a difference, why do it half-assed?
EDIT: Now that I think of it, my mother used Simple Green for YEARS before "natural" shit was popular. Anyone remember that stuff? Anyone? Bueller?
Apparently it's safe for the environment and it will take the chrome off a trailer hitch, for that I can vouch.
- Mood: amused
- Music:MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY! MON-EH!
I bought these scrapbook embellishments to put on my ammo box. The .38/50 round box will store inside of it some BPAL perfume vials.
I had some left over stickies, so now my flat-screen monitor is sporting a little spice.
*sticks out her tongue* SEE!? I can find other uses for an ammo box!
Anyway, one thing she used to make was creamed peas on toast. It's not what it sounds like, don't "eeeeew" right away.
It's basically a butter and flour mixture, which thickens milk. Add in some salt and pepper and you have a delicious, creamy sauce. Add in canned sweet peas and it's heavenly. Add in tuna, and it's divine. Served over toast, of course, which sort of sops up the entire deal. Ugh, to die for.
Certainly a comfort food, it's one of those things that sounds icky until you try it (kind of like poutine).
Some was made for today for lunch. I woke up at noon-thirty feeling like I could sleep for sixteen more hours. So I made that crap and I feel marginally better. I haven't had it since I was....wow. 6 or 7.
I suggest everyone rush out and try some!
- Mood:
accomplished
Here's my question:
Do you think she enjoys sex? She's kind of reserved, it's hard for me to picture her getting wild in the sack, but I guess one never knows what goes on behind closed doors. Does she do it because she feels she's doing her duty as a wife? Does she just have these kids because birth-control goes against their beliefs and she got pregnant again, or does/did she honestly want this many kids?
I don't think it's a question I've heard answered, it is rather private - I'm just nosy enough to ask the tough, uncouth questions. Heh.
I may have put it in not so tactful words, but I mean the question with utmost curiosity. They can do whatever works for them, while I personally feel that enough was probably enough a long time ago, more power to them. I don't have to pay for their college educations.
As an aside: They say that the are completely debt free and if you've seen pictures of their house (the website I've linked), it's gorgeous. Huge and simply elegant and completely hand built by the entire family, with minimal outside help. I could learn a thing or two from them, on that score.
Not so. According to the Pennsylvania Historical Society, this untrue story was not told until 1870 by Betsy's young grandson, 34 years after her death, which went word-of-mouth down the line until eventually ended up into history books.
The woman they interviewed said that often times it's rough to interrupt a grandparent proudly telling the story of Besty Ross to their grandchildren, but it's not the correct one, so she heavy-heartedly has to intervene.
They went on to say that the fist flag, the one that inspired the Star Spangled Banner, was a flag stitched by Mary Pickersgill, who was commissioned in the summer of 1813 by Major George Armistead during the War of 1812, to fly over Fort McHenry.
YIKES.
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disappointed
I'm browsing my "friendsfriends" page on LJ and I come across a post that states "....Or maybe we just need a term for DIY-nuts like "freetard" for OpenSource/FSF people."
Really? Are you for real? Is it really necessary to hate on someone THAT badly that you have to label them with such a stigmatized word? It's that big a deal to you? It's one thing to disagree with someone on an intellectual level, to state your reasons why, and it's another thing totally to start name-calling and being nasty.
I also came across some idiot that felt the need to rip into me because of the dragon egg game-thing, calling it "fucking dumb". GREAT. How does it affect you?! It DOESN'T. So just move on and ignore it, instead of tearing someone else down to build yourself up. Seriously, you just lost more time stopping to belittle me than you would have if you went, "meh, not for me" and called it a day.
If someone's doing something that you don't agree with, ask yourself whom it hurts. If the answer is "no one" or "maybe only themselves", then lay the fuck off.
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annoyed
- Mood: happy
- Mood: accomplished
We'd planned out four in a relatively similar area, but after finding two and having no luck with a feasible trail to the other two, LT decided he wanted to head home and get the grocery shopping done early. We'd try the other ones another day. I agreed, and some how we got on the topic of "FTF" caches as we rode the motorcycle home. I think it was because one of the ones we'd nabbed was recently placed and local cachers were decending upon it quickly, one by one.
At home, I logged our two finds and looked a the map of the area for the two left behind caches. That's when I spotted two green cache pinpoints that were close to other caches we'd done before.
I KNEW they must have been new - why else would we have done everything around them and left those open? I checked and sure enough, both were published today. One had already been found, but I input the coordinates to the second into the GPS and we flew. I wasn't even concerned with the whole "hiking down a hill means we have to hike back UP it" thing, I was so freaking pumped.
Luck was with us! We nabbed it! I was so excited, I was dancing on the cache site! I wrote in huge letters on the log and then happily logged our find from the laptop in the car, near the grocery story. I'm such a geek, I couldn't wait. :D
- Mood: ecstatic
- Mood: excited
- "Attorney David Paris said he found records of other people applying for or receiving driver's licenses at least 20 times using Davis' Social Security number, though some of the applications may have been rejected because data in them didn't match what the Social Security Administration had on file.....Davis acknowledged in an interview with The Associated Press that his stunt has led to at least 87 instances in which people have tried to steal his identity, and one succeeded: a guy in Texas who duped an online payday loan operation last year into giving him $500 using Davis' Social Security number. Paris said the fact Davis' records were compromised at all supports the claim that Tempe, Ariz.-based LifeLock doesn't provide the comprehensive protection its advertisements say it does."
It's cute to believe in a product so much you're willing to stand behind it that strongly, but c'mon. It's widely known that if you give people things that are "fool-proof", they'll show you a smarter fool.
- Mood: amused
I came across this one today that made me crack up. There's a joke in here, for those that get it:
L18W-MV07-0223038-0 * PRE-TRIAL DOCKET * Bantam GA 18 Pre-Trial 5/21/2008 10:00am BROWN, LEROY 1964
- Mood: amused
Last night, I'm sitting on the couch, watching TV. The cat suddenly DIVES off the pillow she's sitting on and flies into a corner of the living room. I saw something scurry and her responsive bat, and thought at first it was a mouse.
No. A mouse would have been better than ( THIS LITTLE FUCKER! )
Needless to say I was completely grossed out and disgusted so badly my skin began to crawl. About two hours later, I tried to go to bed - except I recalled that I have one of those, "Look what I've brought you in bed! I'm worthy of loving and pettings, now!" kind of cats. I'd rather have one of the many crickets she's brought to bed over the years. Every time she'd jump off the bed and jump back on during the night, I'd wake up. WHAT IF, PEOPLE!? WHAT IF!?
Blargh. Blech. Blerrg. I got about ZERO sleep, needless to say.
I did some Googling today and apparently they're very beneficial critters called house centipedes - they eat almost all other types of house-hold bug-type pests, but many people are upset by their looks (gee, ya THINK!?) and get them exterminated on that basis alone. I have the hebeejeebees, but I think we'll just leave them alone as long as they don't continue to make an appearance like woah.
Now, if THAT gross wasn't enough for you: This morning, LT and I argued over a small hair ball on the carpet. It was very small in the grand scheme of hairballs, but he stated matter-of-factly that it was pooh and displayed his upset that my cat had shat upon the carpet. I argued with him and pulled out THIS website detailing exactly what a hairball is off Google, to prove my point.
Has he NEVER seen a hair ball before? They look like turds, but they come from the other end, Homeslice. My cat is not a carpet shitter, thankyouverymuch. *nods*
- Mood:
nauseated
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bored
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