So I bought myself a really badass stepladder today. It is made of this lightweight aluminum alloy shit that is amazing and I can carry it around-- carried it up three flights of stairs-- in one hand despite the fact that it gets me up three feet off the ground.
And with this, I changed all the lightbulbs in my front hall, which was getting to be long, dark and creepy.
As far as LJ is concerned, I'm getting bored with my icons and need new ones. Any suggestions? Suggestions for ones I should look at, or ones I should make. Either way.
As far as mail is concerned, for those of you who missed it, Holiday Greeting Post 2007 is here.
There are things in the mail for magicalcow, ninepointfivemm, and crazy_megan. Just so you know that if a mysterious package comes, it's
In other news, quizzicalsphinx draws my characters hot and so does misshatter. Shawn drew these babies a while ago and I heart them and I figure as long as I'm pointing to Lynette's I should mention hers too.
In other other news, I had a dream a couple nights ago that I wanted to talk about. More thoughts to follow, probably.
Anyway, the dream all started with me going to visit a girl I went to high school with, whom I didn't particularly like and who kind of had a reputation as a hobag who stole people's boyfriends. Why I was going to visit her is beyond me, but there I was, a-visitin'! Hey!
So get this: she lives in an apartment that is totally like a college dorm room-- one big room, but it had kitchenette, and a big-screen tv with like, every video game ever, and two twin beds. And I'm admiring her video games and she's like, yeah, those are Adam's. Adam is apparently her boyfriend or husband or something. She starts bitching about how all he ever does is watch movies and play video games.
And as she's saying that, he walks in. He's not bad looking, but not really my type; he's fairly tan and fit, especially for someone who likes sitting inside playing video games all the time, has curly honey-brown hair and hazel eyes and came in with a friend and a tennis bag-- so I don't think the whole playing video games all the time was true.
And he was wearing an Eraserhead tee-shirt. And I went, guh.
And he catches the end about the video games and he says, "But you were doing your nails. For fifteen hours."
And she gives him this look, and introduces us, and then she says she wasn't. And he says, "you were doing them for as long as I was playing video games, so if you keep telling everyone I play video games for fifteen hours a day, that's how long you do your nails for."
Meanwhile, I decided that since when I knew her, she was a cheating bitch, it was totally acceptable for me to steal him from her. But around then, I woke up.
Does anyone know this guy? I don't mind stealing him from his bitchy girlfriend, either.