Meme and Boots
Monday, March 27th, 2006 05:28 pmBack!
Wow, what a week.
I had a skim through some journals yesterday, but there wasn't much time, so I'll try to catch up with what happened to youse last week in a bit, I hope I didn't miss anything momentous.
Let's start the day with a Meme - although I found it very hard to answer only using Yes and No...
1. You can only say YES or NO!
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you and asks!
Taken a picture naked? (Huh? Hang on, with me naked while taking the picture or with me in the picture, naked? Both, actually.)
Yes.
Made out with a member of the same sex?
Yes.
Danced in front of your mirror?
Yes.
Told a lie?
Yes.
Gotten in a car with people you just met?
Yes.
Been in a fist fight?
Yes.
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back?
Yes.
Been arrested?
No.
Left your house without telling your parents?
Yes.
Ditched school to do something more fun?
No.
Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex?
Yes.
Seen someone die?
No.
Kissed a picture?
Yes.
Slept in until 3?
No.
Lain on your back and watched cloud shapes go by?
Yes.
Played dress up?
Yes.
Fallen asleep at work/school?
Not really.
Felt an earthquake?
No.
Touched a snake?
Yes.
Ran a red light?
Yes.
Had detention?
No.
Been in a car accident?
No.
Pole danced?
No.
Been lost?
Yes.
Sung karaoke?
No.
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?
Yes.
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?
Yes.
Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
Yes.
Kissed in the rain?
Yes.
Sang in the shower?
Yes.
Got your tongue stuck to a pole?
No.
Ever gone to school partially naked?
Yes. (like everyone, if hands, face and calves count...)
Sat on a roof top?
No.
Played chicken?
No.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?
No.
Been told you're hot by a complete stranger?
Yes.
Broken a bone?
No.
Mooned/flashed someone?
No. (Seriously, is there anyone out there who'd do that?)
Forgotten someone's name?
Yes.
Slept naked?
Yes.
Blacked out from drinking?
No.
Played a prank on someone?
Yes.
Felt like killing someone?
Yes.
Made a parent cry?
No.
Cried over someone?
Yes.
Had sex more than 5 times in one day?
Yes.
Had/Have a dog?
Yes.
Been in a band?
No.
Drank 25 sodas in a day....aka POP?
No.
Shot a gun?
No.
More pointless news -
Love at first sight does exist! With boots.
Normally I am not even a shoe person, but when I went shopping with Crocky last week I found the boots I have been looking for for some years now. Well, almost - they're as high as I wanted them to be, they're laced, they fit my pudgy legs - but the heel is too high to make them wearable on a more than monthly basis without serious blisters.
Well, I still might buy them. They're absolutely gorgeous, and they fit in spite of my fat calves!! Well, only because everybody started wearing their trousers inside their boots now... Which I am not going to do. Sigh. The heels are too high, but apart from that, they fit, but I have all the shoes I need, including a pair of boots.
But those are not laced - although they do have a heel problem. What felt just fine in the shop turned out to feel like whip lashes on my bare feet at every step after the first kilometre, I'm afraid the same might happen with the other boots, too. Well, and I daresay it will happen...
Blessedly, they don't have stilettos, but all the same, they're too high for me who hasn't owned anything more high-heeled than 5cm for more than four years. Still. Me wants!
Am I a bad person if I buy shoes I really don't need? I'd feel like wasting money, but they're cheep, and they're pretty... but they might just be a bit too extreme to wear on a daily basis, and there's the heels, and... Sigh. Enough of boots.
Off to work on a tutorial assignment on two poems by Sylvia Plath. Destitution and the self. Great.
Wow, what a week.
I had a skim through some journals yesterday, but there wasn't much time, so I'll try to catch up with what happened to youse last week in a bit, I hope I didn't miss anything momentous.
Let's start the day with a Meme - although I found it very hard to answer only using Yes and No...
1. You can only say YES or NO!
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you and asks!
Taken a picture naked? (Huh? Hang on, with me naked while taking the picture or with me in the picture, naked? Both, actually.)
Yes.
Made out with a member of the same sex?
Yes.
Danced in front of your mirror?
Yes.
Told a lie?
Yes.
Gotten in a car with people you just met?
Yes.
Been in a fist fight?
Yes.
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back?
Yes.
Been arrested?
No.
Left your house without telling your parents?
Yes.
Ditched school to do something more fun?
No.
Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex?
Yes.
Seen someone die?
No.
Kissed a picture?
Yes.
Slept in until 3?
No.
Lain on your back and watched cloud shapes go by?
Yes.
Played dress up?
Yes.
Fallen asleep at work/school?
Not really.
Felt an earthquake?
No.
Touched a snake?
Yes.
Ran a red light?
Yes.
Had detention?
No.
Been in a car accident?
No.
Pole danced?
No.
Been lost?
Yes.
Sung karaoke?
No.
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?
Yes.
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?
Yes.
Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
Yes.
Kissed in the rain?
Yes.
Sang in the shower?
Yes.
Got your tongue stuck to a pole?
No.
Ever gone to school partially naked?
Yes. (like everyone, if hands, face and calves count...)
Sat on a roof top?
No.
Played chicken?
No.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?
No.
Been told you're hot by a complete stranger?
Yes.
Broken a bone?
No.
Mooned/flashed someone?
No. (Seriously, is there anyone out there who'd do that?)
Forgotten someone's name?
Yes.
Slept naked?
Yes.
Blacked out from drinking?
No.
Played a prank on someone?
Yes.
Felt like killing someone?
Yes.
Made a parent cry?
No.
Cried over someone?
Yes.
Had sex more than 5 times in one day?
Yes.
Had/Have a dog?
Yes.
Been in a band?
No.
Drank 25 sodas in a day....aka POP?
No.
Shot a gun?
No.
More pointless news -
Love at first sight does exist! With boots.
Normally I am not even a shoe person, but when I went shopping with Crocky last week I found the boots I have been looking for for some years now. Well, almost - they're as high as I wanted them to be, they're laced, they fit my pudgy legs - but the heel is too high to make them wearable on a more than monthly basis without serious blisters.
Well, I still might buy them. They're absolutely gorgeous, and they fit in spite of my fat calves!! Well, only because everybody started wearing their trousers inside their boots now... Which I am not going to do. Sigh. The heels are too high, but apart from that, they fit, but I have all the shoes I need, including a pair of boots.
But those are not laced - although they do have a heel problem. What felt just fine in the shop turned out to feel like whip lashes on my bare feet at every step after the first kilometre, I'm afraid the same might happen with the other boots, too. Well, and I daresay it will happen...
Blessedly, they don't have stilettos, but all the same, they're too high for me who hasn't owned anything more high-heeled than 5cm for more than four years. Still. Me wants!
Am I a bad person if I buy shoes I really don't need? I'd feel like wasting money, but they're cheep, and they're pretty... but they might just be a bit too extreme to wear on a daily basis, and there's the heels, and... Sigh. Enough of boots.
Off to work on a tutorial assignment on two poems by Sylvia Plath. Destitution and the self. Great.
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Date: Monday, March 27th, 2006 05:12 pm (UTC)Um, NO?! If so,
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Date: Monday, March 27th, 2006 05:26 pm (UTC)And as for my dainty booties... they're cool, they're high-heeled, they look as though I was a member of the Seamstress' guild... and they are probably not suitable for any distance longer than about 2km until I've gotten used to this height again (Only friggin' 10cm. Lame, I know).
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Date: Monday, March 27th, 2006 05:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Tuesday, March 28th, 2006 02:42 pm (UTC)Did I mention boots?