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*muted wheezes of exasperation*
Mar. 21st, 2005 08:02 amSo here I am, back in the stupid Boonies. At school. With a class to go to in an hour or so.
And I am kind of very sick.
My voice is totally and completely gone. This really sucks when you want to squee about the trip you just took to your friends and family. Trust me when I say it is difficult to communicate the concept of "You can drink four or five smoothie-type drinks and be totally fine, but one rum and coke and you fall flat on your ass and can't do an axel in the living room to demonstrate that you really were a figure skater once" using sign language. However, pointing to pictures and giving the thumbs up sign seems to work well for most things.
In addition to being sickish I barely slept at all last night. I finally started to fall asleep when my alarm went off. Goddamnit.
But hey!!! I got the tiara pictures Jean took!!!
Oh, by the way? The Killers totally rock my world. OMFG yes.
[ETA: On my last full day in WA, Jeannette threw a party. It was awesome. It's actually the first time we've ever gotten drunk together, barring any mishaps in gym class in eighth grade. She's got awesome friends. There was much taking off of socks for some reason, and throwing them around. And smoothie drinks. There was trying (and mostly succeeding) to navigate an axel around party guests and a coffee table while shitfaced, and the sentence "Sock...window...fuck!" was laughed over.
And then the next day I left. Sob, sob.]
And I am kind of very sick.
My voice is totally and completely gone. This really sucks when you want to squee about the trip you just took to your friends and family. Trust me when I say it is difficult to communicate the concept of "You can drink four or five smoothie-type drinks and be totally fine, but one rum and coke and you fall flat on your ass and can't do an axel in the living room to demonstrate that you really were a figure skater once" using sign language. However, pointing to pictures and giving the thumbs up sign seems to work well for most things.
In addition to being sickish I barely slept at all last night. I finally started to fall asleep when my alarm went off. Goddamnit.
But hey!!! I got the tiara pictures Jean took!!!
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| Jeannette Wearing one of my tiaras while home on leave last year. |
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| Jeannette Jeannette wearing one of my tiaras... this time sitting in front of her 50-caliber machine gun in Iraq. |
Oh, by the way? The Killers totally rock my world. OMFG yes.
[ETA: On my last full day in WA, Jeannette threw a party. It was awesome. It's actually the first time we've ever gotten drunk together, barring any mishaps in gym class in eighth grade. She's got awesome friends. There was much taking off of socks for some reason, and throwing them around. And smoothie drinks. There was trying (and mostly succeeding) to navigate an axel around party guests and a coffee table while shitfaced, and the sentence "Sock...window...fuck!" was laughed over.
And then the next day I left. Sob, sob.]
