Fun (and angst) Abounds!

So yeah, the yard/garage sale. Well it was an adventure. And to be honest, not an adventure I'd like to repeat, thank you very much. Ever.

After about three hours of sitting under a leaky umbrella, Hannah and I decided to escape the deluge with our profit. We made, get ready for it now, a grand total, on my pair of old clogs, of fifty cents! And then we split it, so for all my hard work I now have two dimes and a nickel, cause the lady didn't even have any quarters. But it was certainly an experience.

So Hannah and I returned to my house, and she made us grilled cheese, and gave me a concussion. We watched Beauty and the Beast, and made lots of very dirty comments, which made it even more enjoyable than it usually is, and we also had fun with fan fiction, as always.

Hannah did Interesting Things with My Harry Potter Sticker Book.

This evening I was chewing ice for two reasons.
1. I severely scalded (see: burnt) my tongue on the tea I made for Hannah and myself today
2. The other reason that people chew ice. And if you don;t know what that is then you need to get out more (see: join Encore).

In fact I think I may just go get some more ice.

And I need the ice because men are smarmy git-bastards who don't seem to realize what a wonderful girlfriend I could be, and all the things I could give them; and I mean that both in an emotional way, and in the dirtiest way possible.

But I am stuck with men because my Mother informed me tonight that she will not attend my wedding if I marry another woman. She said I can marry whoever I want, as long as it's a man and he's the right color. That is a direct quote.

I also need ice because my fucking tongue hurts.