In which I ramble and quote conversations, whee.

I got my tax refund check yesterday, banked it today (cancelled the lost debit card while I was at it), then turned right around and spent a lot of it paying off bills. Sigh.

But then! went shopping with my mother for my sister's birthday/anniversary presents. I made her let me go to the dollar store, where I purchased my sister a great, annoying and/or stupid item in every aisle. Makeup brushes that look like paint brushes! Not artsy ones but house-painting ones, hee. A jump rope with daisies on the handles! Water pistols, his and hers! A bath pillow, a coloring book, stickers, bad sunglasses, toy soldiers, glow sticks, a spatula, a can of olives. And 14$ worth of other stuff. Heh. She's gonna have a blast opening that box. I am not going to have a blast, paying the postage for it. ;-) I also bought her perfume, makeup and a skirted thong thing in neon green, which was just too funny to resist. I miss that girl something awful, man.

Because this might be the only fic she finishes this year I'm going to post it for her, hehehehee--

Mia: once upon a time
Mia: there was a dorky boy called lance
Mia: um.
giddy: lol
giddy: stalled!
giddy: no stalling!
Mia: he pissed off an evil witch, who turned him straight!
Mia: but he was saved by the wiles of the handsome chris
giddy: LOLOL
giddy: I love this story!
giddy: the evil witch turned him straight.
Mia: who was just way too hot for even a straight man to resist
Mia: and they lived happily ever after with their weird pets
Mia: the end.

This is the time on LJ where we send her subliminal 'choose a pairing for your story' messages. :)

I'm on a serious Lance kick lately, which is only fitting for the time of year. *G* I was reading the fabulous JoeC merryish wrote and bopping happily along, loving her Joey and her JC, and then suddenly, there was Lance and his little line, and I squeed 'I LUFF HIM' at Merry and set her off into giggles and multiple repetitions of 'Giddy's obsessed, ahahahaaa.' But I'm not obsessed, it's just that this icon of amuse139's is really really really hot. Really. It's hot.

giddy: he's so
giddy: he's just so hot, i can't deal
* giddy goes to make tea
giddy: the tea of I Can't Deal With How Hot He Is
giddy: Vanilla.
Merry: lolol

And now, tea finished, we go to bed. Sigh. I'd been waking up with incredibly sore hips so replaced my mattress and the first night was great. But not so much anymore. I'm all sore and owwie, was breathless with owwie for a brief while at work today. There is the faint possibility of insurance on the horizon *crosses fingers* and the very. first. thing I'm doing once I know for sure is set up a physical. It's been too long. Like, three years too long. But I'm so doctor-and-hospital phobic that it's just pathetic--anyone want to come with and hold my hand? I'll buy ice cream after, it'll be like a playdate! C'mon! Fun times! Waiting room, whoooooo. *G*

Or I'll just stop being a whiny baby and just go. Either way.

Maybe I'll just bring a printout of Jen's icon with me. That ought to provide suitable distraction, huh? ;-)