Freaky Green Alien Llama
Days Walking - 74
Thank you so much for the all the very thoughtful, insightful, beautiful comments and emails of caring and encouragement, you guys. Knowing you folks care does make me feel better!
Sorry about the super-downer post yesterday. I don't think you guys come here to read my posts in hopes to get bummed out. I wonder if there's a programming applet out there I could add to my blog template that would tell me every time someone clicked 'remove from favorites' yesterday. "Forget this depressing bitch, I'm outta here."
All right, Robin - what was with the stealth blog a few days ago - with the freaky green alien Llama? I admit that I laughed, but still. I was all "Eeep!" when I saw what seemed to be no more Robin blog. You did that to me once already, during the last transition, and I was worried then and was again, until I realized, ohh you just 'select all'...
Kthrne - Keep posting! Your blogs are smart and fun and I would miss you if you went away. And yes do give HP a try! You're much brighter than me, but hopefully you will not be sorry.
Kato - Your Bob Evans Klingon sighting description was priceless. Klingons have to drink Iced Tea, because when they order coke and it shows up at the table flat and spent, they have to kill the waitress to maintain their honor. PS Say Hi to The Coat for me.
Our moldform igloo shelter days may well be over. There's not a lot of free room with fresh snow, and we're now in tents. They're two-man tents, so we've got that going in our favor. No more getting kicked in the head by Anneli. It's me and Church right now, but I'm gonna see if I can get Adrian in here instead within a few days. He gives some darned good foot rubs!
The problem with tents is that they're liars. Or rather, the 'approved occupants' number is not very accurate. A two-man tent has room for one person and their junk. Therefore a four-man tent can house two people and their junk comfortably. So we are now dwelling in tents, but not comfortably.
I think you'd have to be on intimate terms with someone before a two-man tent would be comfortable. Hence my desire for a certain male tent-mate. Although if he stinks as bad as I do, I don't know how much getting busy I could take. How did Anneli and Jake manage? Nose-plugs? I'll have to ask her. They're not back together yet, but I think she's entertaining the idea.
I ended up going through with the plan and talking to Joann the other night. I read from my prepared list of questions, and I think it went fine. She doesn't seem to hate me or anything. She asked some lucid questions. Was she reading from a list, too? I didn't ruin Dad's chances, I didn't blurt out that he's a bedwetter (He's not!) or anything. I behaved and was good.
Joann seems nice, though she sounded very young on the phone. And too L.A. - there was a sense of "Like, Oh My God" in her past, I think. I'll have to wait and see, but she might be one of those people who thinks that a to-go Starbucks cup is a trendy fashion accessory:
"Look at me, I can afford $8.50 for a mochachino! Date Me I'm Sexy!"
It's just brown water, dammit.
Litany Webb, signing off
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Hope your spirits start perking up, Miss Lit. Thanks for the compliments, I can't believe I didn't post that story a few weeks ago when it happened. As for Coat, she is sitting on the doorknob, blissfully unaware that she will be sequestered in the closet again very soon.
You didn't mention whether or not you talked to your brother. Did it go okay?
"The Pickle Llama" (as I like to call it), on Robin's blog was awesome. I've seen it before and consider it to be the best animated .gif ever! I've actually come up with an entire personality for that character--maybe it'll show up as a blog post someday in the future. :)
No, you are. :)
All these compliments make me blush. It's nice to know that somebody appreciates my ramblings. Quess I'm stuck with the blogging then. :)
And yeah, Robin, what was the Llama about?
I love the little guy! but sometimes he eats my posts, and the other day he got hungry and ate the whole damn blog! He said that it didn't taste very good, though (must be the bad humor it's sprinkled with ;) ) and he spit it back out.
Hey Lit, I had a dream about you last night, how random is that? Well, sort of about you. In my dream a friend of mine asked me if everything was okay and when I told her it was, she revealed to me that she kept a blog under a pseudonym, yours, and that she was worried about me blah blah. It was weird. (Whew, didn't mean to write so much about *me*)
Yeah, how did the conversation with your brother go?
OK, so I have a technical question; when you were further north and risking frostbite (is that still a risk now?), did you have to sleep with your masks and goggles on? Or is it much warmer inside the igloos?
Enquiring minds want to know!
I'm enjoying your expedition. I tune in every day!
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