hellison | (no subject)

I had plans for today. Modest plans, but plans nonetheless. To have a lie-in, do some general tidying round the house, go riding.

So far, the day has not gone to plan. First, I wake up early (well, 9ish, but still early for a day off!), feeling BLEH. Take painkillers, return to bed for more of scheduled lie-in. Then there is knocking at the door. BAH I think, and ignore it. But something is pushed through the letter box, so I decide to investigate, grab the nearest pair of jeans form the floor (hence the need for tidying) and go down. Turns out it was the electricity man! So I call him back and he comes in, reads the meter and off he goes. It is only as he leaves that I realise I am not Attired for the situation as I should be. Am I wearing a lacy black creation? No. A fetching pair of silky pjs? No. Perhaps, at a stretch, some tshirt with appropriately trendy/geeky slogan. NO.
Instead, I have on... the snoopy nightie. SNOOPY

I think we can all safely say 'nawt' ;p

At this point I realise tea and toast are the only things that will save the day. but HORRORS, there is not only no milk, there is NO BUTTER. So i return to bed in disgust and phone

being_here to check on her literary progress. Eventually I summoned enough strength to rise, dress and brave the elements in search of provisions.
Since then, suitably fortified I have ... mostly been sat on the sofa watching Jane Eyre. Which isn't the worst way to spend the day ;p
With any luck the rain might actually stop soon.

How is your day going?

ETA - IT STRIKES AGAIN. I did actually get dressed *properly* to go out earlier. But to take the photo, obivously, I changed back into the snoopy nightie, then came down to post, and watch the rest of Jane Eyre. A friend has just called to put stuff into my garage as they're having a bit of a clear out. Again, it was only halfway through this, while standing OUTSIDE in the driveway chatting that I realise I AM STILL WEARING IT.
Going to change now. And possibly burn this bloody thing.

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2,300 words. Singing softly to self: going to hell, going to hell, oh yes I am going to hell.

Need to start drinking soon but can't due to imminent violin lesson.

Send help.

hahaha. It'll be FINE. FINE FINE FINE.

L has just gone upstairs for dinner, leaving H in an 'interesting' position.

There can't be much left to write now, surely?

I NEED you to include some kind of sex scene involving the eating of the head of an imaginary ice-cream-headed chicken.

How badly do you need it? I can probably include it, but I tell you right now it's either that OR the weevils. You can't have both.

don't see why not - the ice-cream-headed chicken could have weevils scattered on top like hundreds and thousands...

*sigh* if forced to choose, I vote for ice-cream-headed chicken slash pls.

Your wish is my command. It will come after the dinner, yet before Lucius retreats to his library for port and cigars.

f*cking EXCELELNT

i THINK IT'S A LOVELY NIGHTIE

I may never own the moral high ground again. EVER.

And hellison will forever be the good twin.

*sobs*

I don't think it is even POSSIBLE to be bad while wearing a SNOOPY nightie :/

You can have it ;p Edith thought it was lovel too. While i was standing OUTSIDE in it.

Wot, no weevils??

:/

Give me an email address. You're about to get a preview of the chicken head ice cream slash.

No.

WOE :(

well, at least we have found your outfit for the logular event?

I'M ONLY SEEING THIS NOW!

PHWOAR!

ROFL, i was wondering why you had not commented, I thought perhaps you were stunned into silence by the hawtness ;p

Not sure how I managed to miss it. Good job I found it! :D