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stoney321Guess who has two thumbs and started up P90X again?
Guess who has two thumbs and wants to punch Tony Horton in the neck meat?
Guess who has two thumbs and is so sore she can't raise her arms to punch said instructor in the neck meat?
Guess who has two thumbs and is instead making herself laugh by doing a John McCain impression? [The one from the debate with the goofy face behind Obama's back, lol]
I had to go to the store for sundries and when unloading said sundries from the back of my SUV, could barely raise my arm to lower the back gate and whimpered. And contemplated turning on the garage door to crash the lid down. I didn't, because I don't want to spent umpteen dollars in repairs. BUT IT WAS CLOSE.
I made the Pioneer Woman's chai gingerbread bars (not hers, but from her Tasty Kitchen site) and they were a HUGE hit with the family. They're not overly sweet, which is a massive bonus at this time of the year.
Guys, I don't think I have the arm strength to mop. I think I only have enough to put fudge in my mouth and play some Fallout. Oh, bonus to the hard core working out I'm doing, I'm falling asleep easily and deeply. YAY. But I'm missing phone calls from friends, BOO. (Kassie, I'll hit you up this afternoon, yo.)
Oh, and I think I pissed off a voodoo priest because I have a The Believer's size zit on my cheek. If that thing pops and spiders come out, I'm slitting my throat, just know that. Please play "Think of Laura!" by Christopher Cross at my funeral. And drink a lot. And laugh, don't cry [I know she'd want it that way, hey, hey!] And beware the voodoo priest that will most likely show up to make me an undead. RIGHT THROUGH THE BRAINS, GUYS, I WILL NOT BE TURNED. I leave my zombieship in your capable hands.
Guess who has two thumbs and wants to punch Tony Horton in the neck meat?
Guess who has two thumbs and is so sore she can't raise her arms to punch said instructor in the neck meat?
Guess who has two thumbs and is instead making herself laugh by doing a John McCain impression? [The one from the debate with the goofy face behind Obama's back, lol]
I had to go to the store for sundries and when unloading said sundries from the back of my SUV, could barely raise my arm to lower the back gate and whimpered. And contemplated turning on the garage door to crash the lid down. I didn't, because I don't want to spent umpteen dollars in repairs. BUT IT WAS CLOSE.
I made the Pioneer Woman's chai gingerbread bars (not hers, but from her Tasty Kitchen site) and they were a HUGE hit with the family. They're not overly sweet, which is a massive bonus at this time of the year.
Guys, I don't think I have the arm strength to mop. I think I only have enough to put fudge in my mouth and play some Fallout. Oh, bonus to the hard core working out I'm doing, I'm falling asleep easily and deeply. YAY. But I'm missing phone calls from friends, BOO. (Kassie, I'll hit you up this afternoon, yo.)
Oh, and I think I pissed off a voodoo priest because I have a The Believer's size zit on my cheek. If that thing pops and spiders come out, I'm slitting my throat, just know that. Please play "Think of Laura!" by Christopher Cross at my funeral. And drink a lot. And laugh, don't cry [I know she'd want it that way, hey, hey!] And beware the voodoo priest that will most likely show up to make me an undead. RIGHT THROUGH THE BRAINS, GUYS, I WILL NOT BE TURNED. I leave my zombieship in your capable hands.
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Date: 2010-12-15 08:29 pm (UTC)OMG THE SPIDERS!!! MY CHILDHOOD TRAUMA AAAAGH.
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Date: 2010-12-15 09:16 pm (UTC)Years of therapy required, yes.
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Date: 2010-12-15 08:41 pm (UTC)::Hands out tiger balm and massages::
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Date: 2010-12-15 09:17 pm (UTC)You've reminded me to schedule a massage, so you're my favorite right now.
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Date: 2010-12-15 09:18 pm (UTC)I WIN EVERYTHING
mwa hahaha
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Date: 2010-12-15 08:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-15 09:18 pm (UTC)I appreciate the Chav send off. Make sure my casket is Burberry, that's well fit.
Feel better Stoney!!
Date: 2010-12-15 09:06 pm (UTC)Re: Feel better Stoney!!
Date: 2010-12-15 09:21 pm (UTC)OMG, the RM's and half of them are gay! BWEEEEEE!
That's really funny that they're mocking themselves, too. (Gently, though. Oh, so gently.)
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Date: 2010-12-16 12:13 am (UTC)Right as I read that, the power went out here. Creepy!! o_ov
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Date: 2010-12-16 01:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-16 01:25 am (UTC)IT'S ON MY CHIN. it went off like a chestburster (chinburster?) just before dinner, too.
WHY YES I AM BRINGING SEXY BACK
I am taking 2 weeks off from my trainer at the end of the month for some minor surgery, so he is spending the next 10 days kicking my ass so hard 5 days a week that I actually LAY DOWN AND CRIED this morning in front of the leg press. SNOTS AND EVERYTHING, DUDE.
my ass looks glorious ngl
crap. i just spilled chicken soup on your xmas card. IT WILL SMELL DELISH OKAY.
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Date: 2010-12-16 03:53 am (UTC)Whoa, whoa, whoa, what is this minor surgery, and why have I not been notified of when I'm on rotation to bring soups and sundries?
I have 1 1/2 hour power yoga tomorrow that will make me simulataneously weep and rage, which isn't conducive to the whole yogi mindset, I believe.
BUT I WILL ALSO HAVE A GLORIOUS ASS AGAIN. *frowns at the lack of awesomeness*
I AM OKAY WITH THAT, I WILL SMELL IT AND JUDGE YOU. It's like your present to me, wheeeedle wheedle whee!
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Date: 2010-12-16 04:00 am (UTC)MAYBE I AM GETTING MY PILES LASERED OFF DUDE OKAY HDU ASK SUCH EMBARRASSING QUESTIONS OMG yeah so I have these things on my vocal cords that make my throat sore all the time so my ENT is going to like, freeze them off or something idk. but I will not be allowed to talk or laugh or cough or sneeze or hum or ANYTHING for like, 10 days, so I clearly cannot leave the house or have any fun at all. GRAR.
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Date: 2010-12-16 03:54 am (UTC)SPIDERS IN YOUR NECK?!
Date: 2010-12-16 04:14 am (UTC)(Seriously. My hair stood on end. *shudder*)
Do your best and forget the rest!
Date: 2010-12-16 02:47 pm (UTC)After I finish again, then I train for a mini marathon, then back to P90 again! It's a vicious cycle of self-torture only balanced by the homemade ice cream I can make and eat. Honestly, if it weren't for dessert, I'd never work out.
Eeeks
Date: 2010-12-16 02:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-16 03:18 pm (UTC)Also, I will be sure to carry my gun and wait for you to wake in your zombie state and confess my undying devotion to you before I kill your zombie-self. And then I will laugh, not cry...because I know you'd want it that way.
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Date: 2010-12-16 03:23 pm (UTC)