Jessie_D_Wheelie (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} jessiedwheelie) wrote,@ 2006-11-26 23:32:00 |
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A few notes of interest
Captain's Log - Stardate 26/11/06. Timecheck - 10:15 pm.
My mother is lying on on my hide-a-bed, cackling away. She is absolutely hammered. I don't think I have ever seen her in this state. I mean, a little tipsy, yes, but not SMASHINGLY DRUNK! The occasion? None. We had dinner at my brother's girlfriend's house tonight with her dad. Very chill occasion. And then the original 'Fun Bobby' came out. I talk about Party Jess. I have just met her ancestor. Her mother. MY MOTHER.
She cackles! She falls out of my car. She slurs her words. She stumbles. And the she laughs uncontrollably. Dear god. I wonder what my grandparents were like.
In other news, I played in a basketball tournament this weekend. Will post some photos when I get around to plugging them into my computer. I make hideous faces when I play sports, so you will be suitably amused. I also flipped over backwards and appear to have broken my elbow. Well, not really broken, but it fucking hurts and is purple. Probably the best part was checking this dude in the last game and OWNING him even though he was faster than me. He's on the Canada Games team too, but was playing with his club team. Beating a guy is awesome at anytime, especially when he's marginally good players and faster than me. Probably the worst part was going into the Death Spin and flipping over. Did I mention my elbow effing hurts?
And finally: WTF VANCOUVER?? I MOVED HERE TO GET AWAY FROM SNOW. Snow is the Devil's HellSpawn. Snow is quicksand. Snow is GLUE!!! WHY ARE YOU DUMPING IT EVERYWHERE? Seriously, there is a good chance I may not be able to get out of my condo tomorrow. The Lizard, my (drunk) mother, may be pressed into some snow removal service. Or at least hunting down the building manager to remove the snow for us. Pushing in snow is killer. It's so deep out there I had to stop and REST halfway to my door. It's only 80 ft from the buliding! I can play two full basketball games back-to-back, race 10km in 30 minutes, generally haul ass at all times, and I had to stop and REST. I cannot actually remember the last time I had to stop and rest in my day chair.........
......nope still can't. Fuck you, snow. Will also post pics of the dream/nightmare that is outside when I wake up and can't leave tomorrow.
Here's hoping the Mothership isn't too hungover to do some manual labour! Come to think of it, that was her punishment whenever she would catch me drinking in high school, so perhaps some repayment is nigh!
Captain's Log - Stardate 26/11/06. Timecheck - 10:15 pm.
My mother is lying on on my hide-a-bed, cackling away. She is absolutely hammered. I don't think I have ever seen her in this state. I mean, a little tipsy, yes, but not SMASHINGLY DRUNK! The occasion? None. We had dinner at my brother's girlfriend's house tonight with her dad. Very chill occasion. And then the original 'Fun Bobby' came out. I talk about Party Jess. I have just met her ancestor. Her mother. MY MOTHER.
She cackles! She falls out of my car. She slurs her words. She stumbles. And the she laughs uncontrollably. Dear god. I wonder what my grandparents were like.
In other news, I played in a basketball tournament this weekend. Will post some photos when I get around to plugging them into my computer. I make hideous faces when I play sports, so you will be suitably amused. I also flipped over backwards and appear to have broken my elbow. Well, not really broken, but it fucking hurts and is purple. Probably the best part was checking this dude in the last game and OWNING him even though he was faster than me. He's on the Canada Games team too, but was playing with his club team. Beating a guy is awesome at anytime, especially when he's marginally good players and faster than me. Probably the worst part was going into the Death Spin and flipping over. Did I mention my elbow effing hurts?
And finally: WTF VANCOUVER?? I MOVED HERE TO GET AWAY FROM SNOW. Snow is the Devil's HellSpawn. Snow is quicksand. Snow is GLUE!!! WHY ARE YOU DUMPING IT EVERYWHERE? Seriously, there is a good chance I may not be able to get out of my condo tomorrow. The Lizard, my (drunk) mother, may be pressed into some snow removal service. Or at least hunting down the building manager to remove the snow for us. Pushing in snow is killer. It's so deep out there I had to stop and REST halfway to my door. It's only 80 ft from the buliding! I can play two full basketball games back-to-back, race 10km in 30 minutes, generally haul ass at all times, and I had to stop and REST. I cannot actually remember the last time I had to stop and rest in my day chair.........
......nope still can't. Fuck you, snow. Will also post pics of the dream/nightmare that is outside when I wake up and can't leave tomorrow.
Here's hoping the Mothership isn't too hungover to do some manual labour! Come to think of it, that was her punishment whenever she would catch me drinking in high school, so perhaps some repayment is nigh!
