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Marooned in Barnet

Yesterday we ate spaghetti, tried to reconstitute tomato concentrate puree into tomato juice, watched The Usual Suspects and fed wine to the carpet and the spaghetti sauce. I had announced my intention to get firmly drunk and this is what I went on to do no doubt sped to that happy state by all the Anadin floating around in my system.

And today my boyfriend the Sagittarius has just gone off to do Archery which I find as amusing as the next astrologer. (He pointed out that he'd still be shooting arrows into things if he was a Capricorn as It's Fun, and I pointed out that while doubtlessly true it wouldn't be As Funny).

Although verily Archery is spiffy. I did it for a little while ages ago and felt like Robin Hood. It was years ago though, and with a Junior Bow, I don't know whether I've got the muscle strength to weild a proper grown up one.

Yesterday I was having a particularly Bad Hand Day, and I bought earrings to compensate and Z attempted to distract me from my woes by taking over the cooking of dinner and telling me all about his childhood illnesses.

Z: They thought I had something like meningitis and I was in the hospital for months. They did a spinal tap on me several times and the first time they managed it because I didn't know what was happenign to me but the second time I gave the nurse a black eye because I was kicking like a donkey.

My hands are much better today, so I'm celebrating by typing. The joints still ache and are stiff but I'm no longer in a state of acute pain.

Z is a compulsive tidier of kitchens, which is quite good really since mess proliferates from me wherever I go and no sooner would i be done littering the surfaces than they'd be tidy again. Magic.

On the other hand the fridge leaves much to be desired since it contains essentially, Beer. So for breakfast I've had spaghetti sauce and the shortbread Z feeds the squirrels.

And I'm now going back to bed because as far as I'm concerned aside from Astrology, Particularly Good Telly is the only acceptable reason to be up before noon on a weekend.


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Feb. 6th, 2005 12:36 pm (UTC)
He pointed out that he'd still be shooting arrows into things if he was a Capricorn as It's Fun

I'm a capricorn, and I listen to The Archers on the radio. Isn't that supposed to be as exciting as capricorns get? ;-)
Feb. 6th, 2005 02:06 pm (UTC)
oh i don't know, i think they can aspire to even headier excitements of bongos and wearing pink hats and glowing bunny ears. ;)
Feb. 6th, 2005 02:24 pm (UTC)
Feb. 6th, 2005 03:15 pm (UTC)
i have kind of hazy memory of you owning some and playing them at your party.
or maybe it was someone else playing them.
unless it was a banjo.
my memory is very hazy and i get words mixed up.
Feb. 6th, 2005 04:43 pm (UTC)
hmmm, well, I do have a mandolin banjo, and a darabuki. I was tempted by an Oud this morning, but that's enough about my private life...

addedentry took his bongos to the NewYearHam party, and nobody asked him to play them. ;-(
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