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I bought an octopus to-day! He's pink on top and blue underneath and has little suckers and big beautiful eyes, and his name is Davy Jones. He was on the salt-water taffy display at Boscovs, where Mum and I went shoe-shopping (or, rather, Mum went shoeshopping. I went 'OMG, people wear these?'). And he was beautiful, so I bought him (he had five-pieces of chocolate and strawberry salt-water taffy inside him).
Then I took him to work, and everybody went ^_____________________^ Let me touch!
He was a bigger hit than the squishy worm last week. So much so that I have decided that every Thursday is officially Soujin Brings a Bizarre Object to Work Day. Next Thursday it's going to be the plush stingray.
Oscar, though, Oscar went OMG A SPIDER. CAN WE PUT IT ON MY WINDOW AND SCARE PEOPLE? And I said ...no. My spider. *clutch*
Also, Rosencrantz quit at Rosencrantz and Guildenstern's salad and pizza shop. ;___________; I am v. upset. Rosencrantz made the nicest salads. Guildenstern's are all right, but he doesn't know my order by heart and exactly who I am every time I come in. I shall have to get used to it sadly. (Guildenstern puts on too many tomatoes. But he does put on lots of onions, too, and I like onions...!)
Also? Dear Author of the book I just finished reading: Plz do not use 'for' instead of 'because' every single time. Once for artistic effect? Absolutely. ^_^ Multiple times scattered about the book? You could probably make it work. But not every single time it occurs, please please please. It just sounds silly.
I've started saying the Morning and Evening Devotions from my prayerbook when I wake up and before I go to sleep. Actually it feels very nice. Only I was flipping through the psalms, and there's one that says 'Taste that God is good'. And I just love that, so much. I'm not entirely sure why. I just--eee. Taste that God is good. It makes me so happy.
--I bought two more one-dollar packets of notecards! They're quite nice, and on saaaaaaaaaale at the local Newport store. Bwee.
Right now, I think, I am rather awfully happy.
(At work, Jane was looking at me while I was standing in the hall, so I clapped Davy Jones over my face and pretended to writhe around, making muffled 'he's eating my face!' noises, and she just ex-deeed. Except that Joyce's door was open, and she said, 'Oh, my God, are you okay? Are you having a seizure? Ahhh--!' and I turned around and went '^___^' and she went 'agjkslgjsklgsjldgkl WOMAN'.)
Then I took him to work, and everybody went ^_____________________^ Let me touch!
He was a bigger hit than the squishy worm last week. So much so that I have decided that every Thursday is officially Soujin Brings a Bizarre Object to Work Day. Next Thursday it's going to be the plush stingray.
Oscar, though, Oscar went OMG A SPIDER. CAN WE PUT IT ON MY WINDOW AND SCARE PEOPLE? And I said ...no. My spider. *clutch*
Also, Rosencrantz quit at Rosencrantz and Guildenstern's salad and pizza shop. ;___________; I am v. upset. Rosencrantz made the nicest salads. Guildenstern's are all right, but he doesn't know my order by heart and exactly who I am every time I come in. I shall have to get used to it sadly. (Guildenstern puts on too many tomatoes. But he does put on lots of onions, too, and I like onions...!)
Also? Dear Author of the book I just finished reading: Plz do not use 'for' instead of 'because' every single time. Once for artistic effect? Absolutely. ^_^ Multiple times scattered about the book? You could probably make it work. But not every single time it occurs, please please please. It just sounds silly.
I've started saying the Morning and Evening Devotions from my prayerbook when I wake up and before I go to sleep. Actually it feels very nice. Only I was flipping through the psalms, and there's one that says 'Taste that God is good'. And I just love that, so much. I'm not entirely sure why. I just--eee. Taste that God is good. It makes me so happy.
--I bought two more one-dollar packets of notecards! They're quite nice, and on saaaaaaaaaale at the local Newport store. Bwee.
Right now, I think, I am rather awfully happy.
(At work, Jane was looking at me while I was standing in the hall, so I clapped Davy Jones over my face and pretended to writhe around, making muffled 'he's eating my face!' noises, and she just ex-deeed. Except that Joyce's door was open, and she said, 'Oh, my God, are you okay? Are you having a seizure? Ahhh--!' and I turned around and went '^___^' and she went 'agjkslgjsklgsjldgkl WOMAN'.)
