Holy SHIT

Okay, so yesterday was just the appetizer.

Round 8 last night the sky blew up and this stuff started coming down in a solid windy wall of white.

eight hours later, after dragging my ass out of bed to let one very annoyed cat out of our room, it looks like it hasn't stopped or let up at all. And there is major fucking snow outside.

No signs of stopping anytime soon. Course when it does peter out some, I get to do the snowblower chacha again.

I *heart* winter.

2do 2day

Looks like it's going to be a running about in the house kinda day, oweing to the fact that there's a slight case of CUBIC BUTTLOAD OF SNOW outside. *giggle*

• Oodles of laundry - 2:01 p one more load in washer, 2 moe in dryer.
  
• dishes - 2:01 p All hail Saint sundart for doing them for me.
  
• hair - outlook doubtful on this one, though who knows... might have to save it for Buffy next weekend.
  
• finishing my latest mix CD project. Preferably before sundart downloads anything else cool. - 2:01 p This has been frustrating the fuck out of me all fucking day. I've got four out of the six done, the last two refuse to come together.
  
• snowblow! - 2:01 p it's beautiful outside. primitive_boy actually snowblowed today, whilst austin did the porches and the cleanup shoveling and I worked on clearing out the foot of the driveway. Had a very brief, refreshing moment where beat and I ganged up on boy with snowballs. And boy is it bright out there! Yay reflective snow.
  
• work on leathertopia project with primitive_boy
  
• weathersealing sundart's and my room
  

Hmm. I know seven things don't look like very much, but all of these are major time commitments. Well, either the hair or the CDs won't get done, but the laundry isn't an option today. (I mentioned the negative number of clean pants, yes?)

Well. I'd best get crackin'.

Junk Mail, Volume VIII

Grow A Big Pénis Easily With The New Patch - Is it just me, or is there a patch for everything now? Got Lyme Disease? Have a patch. Got Turette's Syndrome? Have a patch. Overblown sense of self-importance? Have a patch. Racist? Have a patch...

fr33-shiat-4all porcine muffins acknowledge inlaid squeezes - What exactly makes a muffin porcine? I can't really think of anything unless you bake ham into them... which might not be such a bad thing. Of course, I could just be hungry. And speaking of porcine,

Thicken your salami - Just add more pork guts.

snathStretcherCooter - no thanks. Ow.

Erwischt! - Google translater returned this as "Gotten!" Gotten what exactly?

kjpaulson The bgiegst size PNEIS you awlays wnated - His name is KJ Paulson... his name is KJ Paulson... his name is KJ Paulson... his name is KJ Paulson...

more sac tiime - is it just me, or is the work "sac" more reminiscent of slimy membranous blobs that hatch out horrible creatures like cockroaches or aliens or praying mantises, and less reminiscent of something fun like testicles? or bed?

/SEXalicious!/ tomato multiplied awakening counterbalance advertised - This must be some sexalicious fetish involving tomatos I haven't heard about.

it takes 88" to tango - Please tell me this wasn't one of those penis lengthening ads. What the hell is someone going to do with over seven feet of cock? Play basketball? And could you imagine the nightmare involved in keeping that in your pants? you'd need a spool and one of those cranks you put on fishing rods.

Note: It's been a while since I posted one of these, only because suddenly my junk mail didn't contain anything useful anymore, just wall to wall "Come see the Paris Hilton Video!" Like we care. So some rich heiress decides to videotape herself fucking. And why exactly is the whole world getting their knickers in a twist?

I do give honorable mention to the following three, however:

Paris Hilton in talking picture - "Talking Picture?" What is this, the Roaring Twenties?

Parisian spread for your sandwich poetical nephews radiology evaluating goings - This was kinda cute, barring the strange bit about the poetical nephels evaluating radiology. That bit sounds like the next thing after "ten lyrical spherical diabolical denizens of the deep who hurry scurry around the corner quay."

Paris H1lt0n-we love-her tablespoon irritations - I could understand loving her tablespoon, but irritations? And what's "tablespoon a euphemism for anyway? ;)

Fuck

I seem to have fallen off my mood swing.

Ow.

Talk about crash and burn. And I was having such a good weekend... and then I guess Sunday caught up with me at last. Meh.

I'm going to go get my last load of laundry out of the dryer. Then I'm going to be grumpy and antisocial for the rest of the evening.

Feh on everything.