In Memoriam -- Nov. 4, 1995 -- Yet Another Depressing MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Yawn. Slept in. Morning, everyone! I notice the cats didn’t wash the dishes or clean the kitchen while I was asleep, so that, plus laundry and fridge and freezer cleaning is what I’ll do today. I can’t cook until the stove gets fixed.

I went to an Advent/Christmas/Epiphany book launch last night with my parents. It was a wine/snacks reception, book sale, and lecture. It was a lot of fun. The speaker was one of my favourite writers, and she was excellent. Half of my childhood church’s congregation turned up. It was very busy and a beautiful location.

tinyninjachef either loved or hated the lecture. He was all squirmy.

Time to start the dishes and heavy organizing.

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Okay, said my bit in the pit. :smiley: Proceed, rigs. ::pulls up beanbag::

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But that’s the genuis of it. Everyone loves a paradox. I confess I am a bit surprised at what is coming off my fingers and onto the screen. Who knew I had a bad B movie in my head?
Beautiful day here. I have to run some errands, but will attempt to get CherryRaySue’s next installment up for people’s lunch hours. Too bad this doesn’t pay…I was cancelled at work for today and I could use some $.

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Caffeinated, and managed to get a bit more sleep last night, which is good. I got one of my shipments too, the protective shield for my iPod Touch. Only it turned out the seller sent me the one for the iPhone, which doesn’t fit. Argh! He’s rectifying that situation though. Even wants to reimburse me the cost of the stamp to return the other one to him, which is good of him.

BBBobbio - I don’t know that I remember classes called microprocessors in my schooling years. Is that the engineering end or the programming end of them? I started out with the programming and worked my way up from there. I think that’s the right way to go about it.

Swampus] - Hey, thanks! Wait … what?

Ah, break time. Back after to finish.

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Good to see that I’m not the only one that remembers that video. I make it a point to link to it every once in a while.
Ah, the few perks of being unemployed…I get to wake up when I want to.

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I dunnow, but it’s the best joke I’ve seen today!

Mom’s freezer gave up the ghost. Poor thing was only 14 years old :stuck_out_tongue: and had been sorely mistreated. I’m having interviews left and right. Did I mention Lilbro started a new job on Monday? Tonight I have to go to his place because someone from the developers is going to run some noise tests (they’re still fixing the defects found by the owners during the first few weeks of moving in); tomorrow I have to be there in the morning to go over the List Of Defects with another person from the developers; Mom will have care of The Nephew while his parents and grandmother go to a town 300km away to sign some legal papers…

Amazing how busy this unemployment thing can be!

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Morning, all. I’m up and caffeinating. snowbunny called me in horror about her temp first thing this morning. Hee! I’m looking forward to hearing about the six feet of snow on the ground later this winter. :smiley:

I remembered when I woke up this morning that I have my rescheduled dentist appointment this afternoon. :frowning: So I guess I’ll have to go. And remember to take my antibiotics before noon. :frowning: Have I mentioned how much I HATE going to the dentist?

All these appliances failing – is Mercury in retrograde? (When I lived in LA, I had a dear friend who I loved to death but was crazier than a bedbug – believed in astrology, channeling, all kinds of stuff – and every time machinery would act up, she would explain that it was because Mercury was in retrograde. Whatever that means. :smiley: )

Hugs, yays, and boos as appropriate. And keep down the noise in 304 and 306!

I’ll be looking forward to CherryRaySue’s hot vampire sex, with apple pie, after my dentist appointment. (Which is a sentence I never thought I’d be writing in my life, obviously.) At least that’s something to look forward to. :frowning:

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Mm, hot vampire pie sex.

I think I’ll stop by the library today and pick up another Anita Blake book.

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Haze, if it’s hot vampire sex you’re after, Nina Bangs is yer woman. I was gifted with three of her books recently and read them out of curiosity (not my usual type of stuff at all). I was half tempted to leave them open at particular pages with a note for 'im indoors to check them out!

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Is it Wednesday? Because it’s technically like a Thursday to me, but like if it was a week when I work only half a Friday. Because I only work half of tomorrow, then I’m out for the week for the annual Weekend of School Official Debauchery. Big conference of school administrator types in the city. Weekend in a nice room, contractors and vendors buying us food and drink, stuff like that.

My liver already hurts.

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Just wanted to share with you the progress of the day so far…

4 Sheets of Brownies
6 Chocolate Cakes
10 Dozen Cream Cheese Cookies

Pasta and Meatballs
Garlic Bread
Salad

Kielbasa with Fried Potatoes
Tortilla Soup

The last two are also what I had for lunch. YUM YUM YUM

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What, no apple pie?

And no sex?

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If you could just shove a dozen or so cream cheese cookies through the cd drive there…

Bloody broken oven.

Do you think you can freeze truffles? I’ve just realised, in a panic, that I should make Christmas presents for Mr. Lissar’s grandparents, and we’ll be seeing them next weekend. I’m thinking about doing some truffles and spiced nuts (snerk) but if I do truffle-making, I’ll probably do a large batch and want to freeze some of them.

I could buy presents, but I’m broke and I’ve got time. And practically everybody likes food. I don’t know them very well, so personal stuff is out.
Also, the pics from the Man Turning into a Tree thread are damn scary.

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CherryRaySue GTABA (cont)

Faramir felt her body tauten and then go slack as he penetrated her carotid artery. She moaned as the life force left her—his favorite sound in all the world. Quickly, he tore aside her robes, his pulsating John Thomas at the ready. His crenellations got caught in the folds of silky drape. Cursing, he plunged his pronged harpoon into the blushing maw of CherryRaySue and was overtaken by exquisite pleasure. His mind went blank for an instant, but something lurched under his hands. The skin beneath his fingers no longer felt smooth and soft. He opened his eyes, were those scales? He stared at the figure who had now trapped him in its embrace. Panicking, he desperately pushed away from this horned and scaley beast, but he was pinioned by his truncheon. Red eyes gleamed at him and a fiery tongue flickered on his chin. A deep voice spoke to him. “You have served me well, Lord Faramir. I have now returned to Gondor with All. My. Powers!”
Faramir trembled and cried out, “Release me, devil’s spawn! Away with you—back to the abyss from whence you came!” He struggled mightily to release his sperm dagger from this creature’s cloaca without success.

“Fool!” the immensely strong reptilian creature cried. “I did not battle through ice and fire to bandy words with you! I release you—for in all my power, I am merciful. I am Ye Crusher Ray!” The monster pulled away and Faramir stood before it, amazed at the awful sight. “But-but”, he spluttered. “This cannot be! I am a vampire—nothing can kill me!”

“Kill? Who said anything about killing? I told you I was merciful. Jeesh, you males and your testosterone. Get a grip already.” Ye Crusher Ray replied.

“Than what is to become of me?” asked Faramir. “You have said you have all the power now.” He pulled his robes together in an attempt to restore his dignity. noting the beast’s change in tone.

“I will think and study on it. Now go from here and leave me.” The Ray sat down on the Gondorian throne, her tail thrashing and twitching, still in her white robe.

“As you wish.” he left the room, thinking furiously.

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Ooooohhhhhhh!

Nothing else to add at this point - boring, busy day filled with all the usual crap!

Good luck at the dentist MamaTigs! :smiley:

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CherryRaySue GTABA (cont)

“As you wish.” He left the room, thinking furiously. He went to the library and read for many hours. If this episode got back to Transylvania, he’d be the laughing stock of all of his kin.

Meanwhile, back in the throne room, Ye Crusher Ray was sitting dazed and confused. What is this shit now? CherryRaySue thought. No amount of Eucerin is going to help this skin and now I have a tail? Mama, when I see you, you have some ‘splaining to do, that’s all I can say. She looked in the mirror of Erised next to the throne. Funny, I don’t look different in the mirror, she noted, as a red haired vixen with dove gray eyes, alabaster orbs, curvaceous curves and great legs stared back at her. But then when I look down, I’m all over scales and tail and forked tongue. This is so not going on my desired destinations list once I get home. The beast’s eyes closed and it slept.

Faramir, arrived in the kitchens to find Drodo, a Hobbit of Renown making pastries. The hobbit seemed tense. Faramir sat and watched him for awhile, wishing he could change places with the simple Halfling. Drodo turned to him and said, “You look weary and in need of comfort. How may I help you?”

“No one can help me, dear Drodo. I know not what to do just now and that is an uncomfortable feeling for your lord and master. May I help you?”

“About that, Lord Faramir—the help I mean. I think you can. I think only you can.” Drodo looked at Faramir oddly, expectantly.

“Why, my boy, if you need help with these pies, you have only to say so.” Faramir felt his mood lighten. Someone still looked up to him. He smiled.

Drodo continued as he moved toward Faramir,” You are always saying how much you want to help and all. Now I’m asking. That female, CherryRaySue has got me all stirred up and it’s effecting my touch with the desserts. Can you help me?”

“Certainly dear boy. How droll this will be! Lord Faramir-Maker of Pies!”

“That’s not quite what I wanted you to make, sir.” Drodo gazed into Faramir’s eyes and held his gaze while his hands opened his breeches.

“By the moon! Are you sure you have no Ent in you, lad? What a fine specimen of wood that is. Boy, I’ll be making cream pies with this.” Faramir eyed Drodo’s staff with relish. It had been a long time, too long since he had serviced another in this way. He lifted Drodo onto a chair and knelt before him. This is the real nobless oblige he thought as his tongue wrapped around Drodo’s member and Drodo, the Hobbit of Renown cried out in ecstasy.

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See, it would have ben better if he were the mushrom king and had a mushroom staff…

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Everyone’s a critic. Do I see YOU, chained to your computer, forced to write sassy snark about sex? Huh? Do I? <need growling smiley here>
Mindfield–that Hump Day looks suspiciously like a pie to me…

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Truffles will last a really long time (like months) just in the refrigerator. At least that’s what the instructor said at the truffle-making class I went to last month. And I think I’ve heard that from other chocolate-making classes. Just keep it far far away from anything smelly like fish or onions. But it should be fine from now until Christmas just in the fridge.

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CherryRaySue GTABA (cont)

Together, Faramir and Drodo, a Hobbit of Renown approached the throne room. There they found the beast sleeping. Working quickly, the inserted the tail into the warm cream pie they had made. Instantly, the monster was gone and CherryRaySue was again before them. She awoke and was glad that she was back in one piece. Faramir then sent her away from Flores Island, never to return. But she had become the first human to regain life after his Kiss of Death. Hence, the legends of Gondor had come true, but they were left with no red headed people, alas.

CherryRaySue, once she was home, went straight down to the strip club and got a job. She likes the taste of rare meat now, and she likes to wear a Godzilla costume when she strips. She has also noticed she can light candles with her tongue.

The End