Sep. 19th, 2003

Ugh.

Sep. 19th, 2003 03:17 am
witchscauldron: (morghead)
Yes, it is extrordinarily late. My head is throbbing, my stomach is cramping, and I am very very tired. I was finishing some web-work and going to bed, when I discovered some stupid cat had pissed on my side of the bed, through my comforter.

This would not be quite so irritating had they not already pissed on the bed once today already, and Jason had not washed all of the bedding once today already.

This would also not be so irritating if we weren't about to run out of laundry soap, and didn't have 3 loads of the stuff still to wash without having to wash the damn bedding again.

AND NO SLEEP. >_<

Tell me again why life is worth living? I fucking give up. At the very least, I should drown some of these miserable, ungrateful flea-bearing wastes of time. Or eat them. Or something.

Well, hey, I'm getting my website work done. >_< Might as well try to be mindlessly cheerful as well as unrested.
-M.

P.S - Thanks Jeff. You know what I'm talkin' about. It was appreciated.
-M.
witchscauldron: (sigil)
The weather is nice today - no, really. I like the rain and wind. Mm. I just wish that a prolonged lack of sun didn't depress the fuck out of me.

Expect to see a post - much later - with both my revamped Rune pages and the jewelry pages I promised da Yelth. :)

As I stripped the bed this morning and cleaned the spot, I forgot to get cats out of the bedroom. I came back later to find ANOTHER wet spot on my poor, poor mattress. I am so close to kicking these lousy animals (well, everyone but the Bubba) out on their asses it's not funny.

>_< And not dreaming about Steve coming into my house through the living room window to talk about buckthorn would have been nice during my 5 pitiful hours of sleep on the couch.

Ok. Back to the HTML.
-M.
witchscauldron: (morghead)
This is where all the jewelry is hiding. Raven's hoard, so to speak.

And this is where all the runes are hiding. I guess they'd be Odin's hoard, except he shared the knowledge. :p

Edit, 9:10 PM -
Long story short - I'm taking off. My best friend has decided to come pick me up tommorow morning, and I am taking her up on the offer and going to Smiths Falls for the week. I can go to the Plowing Match with Mom, celebrate the Equinox out in a farm field by the river, and maybe hear the island wolves again. mm. Maybe I can get some apples and some cider for the ritual...*burblewbwee* and I can find those spiral beads for Wendy-witch. Yesh. Going home is good. I'm sorry I'll miss LARP and people, but I really want this.

Everyone please be well while I'm gone. I gotta go pack. :)
-M.
One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright