The Story Is ...

[copied from dland]

That I am lately addicted to the ellipsis. Moving on.

The full story on the posters, with appropriate illustrations, is here.

I just made an appointment to have my eyebrows waxed on Saturday, which is only significant because I've been going to the same person for facials for maybe eight years now which means, I guess, that I haven't done anything to my eyebrows for at least that long, since she hasn't done it and no one else has. It's not like I'm running wild here, since my eyebrows appear to be diminishing with age as well, like my mother's -- who knew -- but you know, I've got the one eyebrow that works and is more or less always arched and I've got the other one that's paralyzed and so it never arches, so I figured a little careful shaping might normal that out a bit. Never thought of doing that in fifteen years. And I forgot to ask the doctor about the botox/paralysis thing yesterday, but I was also deliberately not asking her EVERYTHING at the first visit so she would call the men in the padded trucks on me.

I managed somehow today to get the vice-principal's permission to stay at school through lunch and just leave early, taking my lunch at the end of the day, which was my early day, so it was almost like a half day for me, but with permission. (Only on a mid-term day could I get away with something like that.) So I did an errand or two -- looking for posters for school, actually -- and then went to the gym. Two days in a row, go me! All in all, a good workout, I'm getting better at it each time. The Doobies, sadly, were not the best music I could have gone with, in part because I didn't realize that what I had was from a concert album, which makes everything a little less familiar and the rythym not always steady, so it kept throwing me off a bit here and there. But someone here has got to have a regular Doobies CD, so maybe better next time. And I'm thinking maybe some Creedence.

It was snowing this morning when I left the house, and it actually took a half hour to get to Dunkin Donuts and then school, a trip that usually takes about ten. The roads were slow and the railroad tracks were stuck down, so I had to detour and take a longer route. Which means I forgot to go to the bank, and now I don't want to go out again. Hope the Hubs has what he needs for tomorrow.

Twenty minutes later, it turns out that the one in the house with the good Doobies CD is me, and I had all the songs on my iPod but one, and I had a live version of that, which got mixed up with the others and there ya go. Creedence, I got.

I'm finally catching up on the last House, which I was waiting to watch with K, but she watched it Tuesday when she had a day off. So now I gotta go so I can read the captions while I watch.


WATCHING HOUSE :: ENTRY #1359