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hellisonIn response to various proddings, I shall update with details of my very exciting life
*flees from Thesme's poking*.
The weekend was a bit hectic and consisted mostly of driving between The Mother's current house and packing/wrapping/taking down curtains and The Mother's New House and cleaning/moving large items of furniture/putting up curtains, then driving back to Belfast to take care of the Livestock in the fucking FREEZING rain and wind, then back down home to repeat as above.
Sunday was a particularly fun day.
Having sat up with Sister, Mother and wine til Too Late Sat. night, was awakened at 7 by Small Nephew, then after shuffling about zombiefied for a bit with tea, went round to New House to clear up the building site left by the Uncle (who, to be fair, was there til 8pm sat. night to finish the new kitchen).
This mostly involved shifting left-over cupboards and random bits of wood to the garage, and the all important Gathering Up of Spare Nails/Screws/Random Bits That Look Like Nothing But Turn Out To Be Vital If You Throw Them Out, all amid an inch thick layer of sawdust. Then brushing most of said sawdust up, cleaning cupboards, wiping work tops, discovering more sawdust settling, wiping work tops again etc.
Also figuring out logistics of moving large new table from livingroom to kitchen through 2 doorways that were a bit too close together, with Sister who is even more challenged in the Spacial Awareness Department than me. That was fun, but we got there in the end. And wiped down the work tops again.
After that, took sawdust-covered self off to the stables where, handily, the copious rain ensured the dust stuck to me, along with mud and shavings from stables and hay. Trying to catch horse while getting rained on and almost blown over by very strong winds was actually quite invigorating and possibly the best part of the day.
Eventually got home, cold, tired, wet and plastered in dust and mud.
Figured Long Hot Bath was the way forward.
Ran bath. Bath not hot enough (woe)
So decided to let some of water out and put immersion on to heat water and traipsed down stairs to do so. While in kitchen, noticed Ominous Dripping Sound. With sinking heart, grabbed bucket from under sink (since it works now) and fled to living room to discover that, once more, the bathroom had decided the best route to release water was through the living room ceiling.
Muttered resignedly and then decided that since it didn't seem a huge leak, and the bath was nearly full anyway, I might as well go have one. That part was very nice, hot, relaxing and dust/mud removing.
Then, eventually, I had to Abandon Bath and let the water out. As I headed back downstairs the Ominous Dripping had been replaced by what sounded more like a Waterfall of Disaster. In the livingroom, thankfully flowing freely into the bucket proved, there is indeed a very pretty Waterful.
As I congratulated myself on Cunning Bucket Placement Technique when I realised there was also a background dripping going on. For quite a few feet back along the ceiling from the waterfall.
Hastily deploy Towels of (hopeful) Water Soakage and even more hastily, check water reaching floor is not seeping towards anything electrical.
Ponder wisdom of phoning plumber on a sunday night, but then waterfall slowly ceases as bath water runs out so decide it's not worth it.
Find small amount of Illegal Substance discovered stashed away while clearing out at home (possibly the brother's, but who knows now?). Collapse on sofa, skin up and adopt very Mature and Grown-up Attitude of Fuck It All Anyway.
Now have number of that most rare thing - a reliable plumber - so am off to phone him and beg for early visit, so I don't stink out entire office by the weekend.
Also, thanks in part to the ever lovely Thesme, I have been humming Christmas Carols for Zombies all morning. So lets all sing along!
Deck the halls with brains aplenty,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz.
Tis the season to be zombied,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
Don we now our ragg'd apparel,
Fa la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM NOM NOM braaaainz
Moan the zombie deathtide carol,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaaaaainz
See the tasty braaains before us
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
Strike the heads and split the skulls up.
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
Follow me in lurching terror,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
While I moan of Death tide horror,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
*flees from Thesme's poking*.
The weekend was a bit hectic and consisted mostly of driving between The Mother's current house and packing/wrapping/taking down curtains and The Mother's New House and cleaning/moving large items of furniture/putting up curtains, then driving back to Belfast to take care of the Livestock in the fucking FREEZING rain and wind, then back down home to repeat as above.
Sunday was a particularly fun day.
Having sat up with Sister, Mother and wine til Too Late Sat. night, was awakened at 7 by Small Nephew, then after shuffling about zombiefied for a bit with tea, went round to New House to clear up the building site left by the Uncle (who, to be fair, was there til 8pm sat. night to finish the new kitchen).
This mostly involved shifting left-over cupboards and random bits of wood to the garage, and the all important Gathering Up of Spare Nails/Screws/Random Bits That Look Like Nothing But Turn Out To Be Vital If You Throw Them Out, all amid an inch thick layer of sawdust. Then brushing most of said sawdust up, cleaning cupboards, wiping work tops, discovering more sawdust settling, wiping work tops again etc.
Also figuring out logistics of moving large new table from livingroom to kitchen through 2 doorways that were a bit too close together, with Sister who is even more challenged in the Spacial Awareness Department than me. That was fun, but we got there in the end. And wiped down the work tops again.
After that, took sawdust-covered self off to the stables where, handily, the copious rain ensured the dust stuck to me, along with mud and shavings from stables and hay. Trying to catch horse while getting rained on and almost blown over by very strong winds was actually quite invigorating and possibly the best part of the day.
Eventually got home, cold, tired, wet and plastered in dust and mud.
Figured Long Hot Bath was the way forward.
Ran bath. Bath not hot enough (woe)
So decided to let some of water out and put immersion on to heat water and traipsed down stairs to do so. While in kitchen, noticed Ominous Dripping Sound. With sinking heart, grabbed bucket from under sink (since it works now) and fled to living room to discover that, once more, the bathroom had decided the best route to release water was through the living room ceiling.
Muttered resignedly and then decided that since it didn't seem a huge leak, and the bath was nearly full anyway, I might as well go have one. That part was very nice, hot, relaxing and dust/mud removing.
Then, eventually, I had to Abandon Bath and let the water out. As I headed back downstairs the Ominous Dripping had been replaced by what sounded more like a Waterfall of Disaster. In the livingroom, thankfully flowing freely into the bucket proved, there is indeed a very pretty Waterful.
As I congratulated myself on Cunning Bucket Placement Technique when I realised there was also a background dripping going on. For quite a few feet back along the ceiling from the waterfall.
Hastily deploy Towels of (hopeful) Water Soakage and even more hastily, check water reaching floor is not seeping towards anything electrical.
Ponder wisdom of phoning plumber on a sunday night, but then waterfall slowly ceases as bath water runs out so decide it's not worth it.
Find small amount of Illegal Substance discovered stashed away while clearing out at home (possibly the brother's, but who knows now?). Collapse on sofa, skin up and adopt very Mature and Grown-up Attitude of Fuck It All Anyway.
Now have number of that most rare thing - a reliable plumber - so am off to phone him and beg for early visit, so I don't stink out entire office by the weekend.
Also, thanks in part to the ever lovely Thesme, I have been humming Christmas Carols for Zombies all morning. So lets all sing along!
Deck the halls with brains aplenty,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz.
Tis the season to be zombied,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
Don we now our ragg'd apparel,
Fa la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM NOM NOM braaaainz
Moan the zombie deathtide carol,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaaaaainz
See the tasty braaains before us
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
Strike the heads and split the skulls up.
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
Follow me in lurching terror,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
While I moan of Death tide horror,
Fa la la la la, ARRHHH NOM NOM braaainz
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Date: 2006-11-22 01:55 pm (UTC)more cheerful singing please. i have MORE GERMS, very little sleep and a never-ending period.
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Date: 2006-11-22 02:04 pm (UTC)also woe my roofers are evil
Also please note that Thesme is lovely, and not crusty. THX.
unlike hellison's sofa
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Date: 2006-11-22 02:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-23 09:58 am (UTC)HAHAHAHA A PUNE! A PUNE OR PLAY ON WORDS!! AHAHAHA 'PLUMBER' TO THE ARCHAEOLOGISTS AHAHAHA
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Date: 2006-11-23 10:24 am (UTC)*steps slowly away from thesme*
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Date: 2006-11-23 10:26 am (UTC)PLUMB !! see??
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Date: 2006-11-22 02:23 pm (UTC)The Canadian Arctic is a beautiful place
So full of ice and snow and
gay Canadian actors having sexwide open spaceWhere
naked gay Canadian actorsmooses cavort, theirpeniiantlers erectSteaming and huffing, their flanks sweaty flecked.
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Date: 2006-11-22 04:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-22 04:40 pm (UTC)really. Some people...
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Date: 2006-11-22 04:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-22 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-22 02:04 pm (UTC)I don't have one... but I do have this "Eliza" icon....
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Date: 2006-11-22 02:10 pm (UTC)It was inspired by
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Date: 2006-11-22 02:22 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-11-22 02:13 pm (UTC)I am worried I may also need roofers as the Bane of My Life (the windowcleaner) keeps telling me about slates he's put back on and wanting an extra fiver.
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Date: 2006-11-22 02:16 pm (UTC)FOR THEY DO NOT WORK IN RAIN OR WIND
IN IRELAND.
IN NO VE M B ER.
Not that I approve of christmas carols or the like.
Date: 2006-11-22 03:05 pm (UTC)By Daniel Davis
From here.
On the first day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
A zombie in a pear tree.
On the second day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the third day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the fourth day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the fifth day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
FIVE UNDEAD SHEEP!
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the sixth day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Six zombie crows,
FIVE UNDEAD SHEEP!
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the seventh day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Seven lone Survivors,
Six zombie crows,
FIVE UNDEAD SHEEP!
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the eighth day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Eight oozing creatures,
Seven lone Survivors,
Six zombie crows,
FIVE UNDEAD SHEEP!
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the ninth day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Nine ghostly specters,
Eight oozing creatures,
Seven lone Survivors,
Six zombie crows,
FIVE UNDEAD SHEEP!
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the tenth day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Ten undead bikers,
Nine ghostly specters,
Eight oozing creatures,
Seven lone Survivors,
Six zombie crows,
FIVE UNDEAD SHEEP!
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the eleventh day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Eleven disembowlings,
Ten undead bikers,
Nine ghostly specters,
Eight oozing creatures,
Seven lone Survivors,
Six zombie crows,
FIVE UNDEAD SHEEP!
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
On the twelfth day of The Rise the horrors I did see,
Twelve humans turning,
Eleven disembowlings,
Ten undead bikers,
Nine ghostly specters,
Eight oozing creatures,
Seven lone Survivors,
Six zombie crows,
FIVE UNDEAD SHEEP!
Four shambling pus bags,
Three fresh corpses,
Two zombie lords,
And a zombie in a pear tree.
AND A ZOMBIE IN A PEAR TREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Re: Not that I approve of christmas carols or the like.
Date: 2006-11-22 03:15 pm (UTC)Re: Not that I approve of christmas carols or the like.
Date: 2006-11-22 03:58 pm (UTC)Re: Not that I approve of christmas carols or the like.
Date: 2006-11-22 03:16 pm (UTC)I will now spend the rest of the day trying not to shout FIIIIVE UNDEAD SHEEEEEP
*applauds mightily*
Re: Not that I approve of christmas carols or the like.
Date: 2006-11-22 03:51 pm (UTC)Me too
~needs a zombie icon~
Re: Not that I approve of christmas carols or the like.
Date: 2006-11-23 10:00 am (UTC)Re: Not that I approve of christmas carols or the like.
Date: 2006-11-22 03:59 pm (UTC)Re: Not that I approve of christmas carols or the like.
Date: 2006-11-22 04:03 pm (UTC)