...someone's having a Biiiiiiirthday!
Apr. 25th, 2006 08:36 amToday is
crazydiamondsue's birthday!
!
Oh god our EYES. Sorry. How about some picspam???
What can be said about Sue that hasn't been drawn hastily with a Bic pen on a bathroom stall? What could possibly be added to the history and mystique that is Crazydiamond Sue that has not been spray-painted on the underside of an overpass (and believe me, for small town southern boys, that is the HEIGHT of true love.)
Well, frankly, a lot. Fabulous hair, nails that can cut you like a knife and look good while doing it, a work phone voice to melt the heart of a NT stock broker, Sue is a woman of mystery. Or intrigue. Of Oklahoma.
Some things Sue loves:

I could literally post a zillion pictures, all of which she's seen before, but she'd still be okay with that. She may love her Caza - and she does! - but Xander... Oh, Xander. He of the chocolate eyes and woobiefied storylines. In... fic. In a Speedo bursting at the seams, in a paper hat. Covered in goo from a demon or silently laughing and wiggling his hands in small circles in anticipation of the yearly Snoopy Dance with his favorite Jew, Xander won the heart of our birthday girl. Mostly because (and this is a secret!) THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON.
And THAT, dear friends, is why she writes such great Xander.
Because she is HE. Except with a ginormous rack. A tip o' the hat to you, friend.
On this auspicious occasion, I hope that your day is lovely and filled with all the good things you love: a day with Caza, Binkley and Daisy and Max snurgling with you, gifts (which should be there if not at your lunch time, when you get home, AHEM), a lovely dinner and good friends.
I hope you got to luxuriate in a bath this morning:

Or perhaps you prefer a shower?

NO MATTER! And as we both know, Caza doesn't really bake. Yes, he is a man of many talents, but cake baking may not be one of them. And if he presents you with his idea of a birthday cake:

then sweetheart, it was the THOUGHT that counts. And pull the onions off, 'cause there could be kissin' later and you don't want any onion breath squelching further plans he may have. If you know what I mean. And I think you do.
And finally, because it is YOUR birthday, I thought I'd give in and succumb to your Air Supply love. In my own way, of course.

*hums to "I'm all outta love"* "Hey there dear friend! Your jacket looks awesome! The sleeves are pushed up. I'm digging it buddy."
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUE!!!!
I leave you with cat haikus to make you laugh, my one true gift. In my mind.
*~*~*
You must scratch me there!
Yes, above my tail! Behold,
elevator butt.
Grace personified
I leap into the window
I meant to do that
You're always typing
Well, let's see you ignore my
Sitting on your hands
I want to be close
To you. Can I fit my head
inside your armpit?
We're almost equals
I purr to show I love you
Want to smell my butt.
And one to grow on:
Crazy diamond Sue
Hair of brown, feet are so wee.
Nursing students: dumb
*~*~*
!
Oh god our EYES. Sorry. How about some picspam???
What can be said about Sue that hasn't been drawn hastily with a Bic pen on a bathroom stall? What could possibly be added to the history and mystique that is Crazydiamond Sue that has not been spray-painted on the underside of an overpass (and believe me, for small town southern boys, that is the HEIGHT of true love.)
Well, frankly, a lot. Fabulous hair, nails that can cut you like a knife and look good while doing it, a work phone voice to melt the heart of a NT stock broker, Sue is a woman of mystery. Or intrigue. Of Oklahoma.
Some things Sue loves:

I could literally post a zillion pictures, all of which she's seen before, but she'd still be okay with that. She may love her Caza - and she does! - but Xander... Oh, Xander. He of the chocolate eyes and woobiefied storylines. In... fic. In a Speedo bursting at the seams, in a paper hat. Covered in goo from a demon or silently laughing and wiggling his hands in small circles in anticipation of the yearly Snoopy Dance with his favorite Jew, Xander won the heart of our birthday girl. Mostly because (and this is a secret!) THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON.
And THAT, dear friends, is why she writes such great Xander.
Because she is HE. Except with a ginormous rack. A tip o' the hat to you, friend.
On this auspicious occasion, I hope that your day is lovely and filled with all the good things you love: a day with Caza, Binkley and Daisy and Max snurgling with you, gifts (which should be there if not at your lunch time, when you get home, AHEM), a lovely dinner and good friends.
I hope you got to luxuriate in a bath this morning:

Or perhaps you prefer a shower?

NO MATTER! And as we both know, Caza doesn't really bake. Yes, he is a man of many talents, but cake baking may not be one of them. And if he presents you with his idea of a birthday cake:

then sweetheart, it was the THOUGHT that counts. And pull the onions off, 'cause there could be kissin' later and you don't want any onion breath squelching further plans he may have. If you know what I mean. And I think you do.
And finally, because it is YOUR birthday, I thought I'd give in and succumb to your Air Supply love. In my own way, of course.

*hums to "I'm all outta love"* "Hey there dear friend! Your jacket looks awesome! The sleeves are pushed up. I'm digging it buddy."
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUE!!!!
I leave you with cat haikus to make you laugh, my one true gift. In my mind.
*~*~*
You must scratch me there!
Yes, above my tail! Behold,
elevator butt.
Grace personified
I leap into the window
I meant to do that
You're always typing
Well, let's see you ignore my
Sitting on your hands
I want to be close
To you. Can I fit my head
inside your armpit?
We're almost equals
I purr to show I love you
Want to smell my butt.
And one to grow on:
Crazy diamond Sue
Hair of brown, feet are so wee.
Nursing students: dumb
*~*~*
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Date: 2006-04-25 07:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 07:25 am (UTC)*puts on special flip-flops and pours us all blueberry wine in honor of Sue Day*
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Date: 2006-04-25 07:50 am (UTC)Oh, the tears of happiness! You should see the grin on my face - you said I have good hair!! And, other stuff.
In a Speedo bursting at the seams, in a paper hat - hey! I'm putting that down as a possible new journal name.
Kitties and puppies! The cat shower!!!! There's a reason why you're my BFF LJ, you know?
Holy hell. You've got a birthday post with Xander, critters, cheeseburger cake and Air Supply - it's like you know me! *loves you*
Thanks, babe - you get the me that's beneath that Xandery level, and that's pretty freakin' sweet. I love you. Did you know? *smooooch*
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Date: 2006-04-25 08:29 am (UTC)If only I could have found a pic of tater tots with chili and cheese with a candle... Then you could pretend to eat that while you have your healthy lunch today! (GO YOU!!)
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Date: 2006-04-25 10:12 am (UTC)WHY does today have to be busy!! I'm trying to spam you, catch up with my flist, answer comments and help people all at once - I need Slayer skills.
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Date: 2006-04-25 08:03 am (UTC)The cat in the shower is particularly hilarious... oh woe...
And the haikus?
*wipes tears of laughter*
Yours is the best, however. "Nursing students: dumb." Sue should post that one on her office wall, if she could find a spot that only she could see.
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Date: 2006-04-25 08:31 am (UTC)I fully support a placard reading that last line. She could tape it to her drawer and pull it out and laugh when someone is being particularly stupid!
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Date: 2006-04-25 08:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 10:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 08:51 am (UTC)Hair of brown, feet are so wee.
Nursing students: dumb
I forgot to say I printed that out and posted it where only I can see. *g*
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Date: 2006-04-25 10:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 10:19 am (UTC)I'm going to have to take a pic of the lobster Anne sent me. Em would totally try to steal it. It's adorable!
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Date: 2006-04-25 10:22 am (UTC)It has been relegated to the bottom of the toy box, however. Poor lobster - not getting any lovin'. THe blue whale is the preferred snuggly aquatic creature. Aside from the many shark toys. o_O
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Date: 2006-04-25 09:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 10:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 10:22 am (UTC)Happy Birthday!
I don't have any pretty xander icons so here's a soggy cat...
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Date: 2006-04-25 10:17 am (UTC)That word... I do not think it means... what you think it means. :)
*preens over the use of beautiful, however misguided* Dude, I'm still in my running clothes. I am funKAY and not in a cool 70s Fly way.
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Date: 2006-04-25 10:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 10:52 am (UTC)(Who's Kenneth and who's Emma in this version, Sue?)
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Date: 2006-04-25 12:33 pm (UTC)I think this time I'm the Kenneth. Hmm. That's an excellent example. I'm going to have to think about that for a while...
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Date: 2006-04-25 09:50 am (UTC)They're brilliant..and so true.
Happy Birthday!
(hey, that sort of rhymes.)
from someone who was once a dumb nursing student..
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Date: 2006-04-25 10:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 10:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-25 10:51 am (UTC)I had a cat that - no matter what - would climb in the shower with me. He LOVED being wet. Obviously, he was a malfunctioning cat and I should have sent him back. (He liked playing in the toilet, too. The weirdo.)
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Date: 2006-04-25 12:35 pm (UTC)I've never had a cat like water. The sounds Binkley makes! Oh, the horror!
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Date: 2006-04-25 06:17 pm (UTC)