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Mombo saga continues:

Even though she's not been here for a few weeks, I keep becoming confused and disorientated in my kitchen. The latest thing is sugar - see, I have a big tupperware container that I store sugar in, right? And then a small little bowl thing that I actually USE. And I know when to buy more sugar when I pour the last from the tupperware container into the little bowl.

UNLESS when mombo visits she pours the last of the sugar from the tuppeware container into the bowl and then washes and puts the tupperware container in the back of a cabinet. So that not only do I not know that I need to buy more sugar, I also can't even find the container so I think I've gone totally insane. And since we all know that I tend to misplace things ANYWAY...I'm checking the freezer, the pantry, weird cabinets...

Then I find the empty tupperware container and figure the whole story out.

Sooooo...I go buy sugar tonight, probably. Or not. I can live without sugar. It's not like it was the last of the COFFEE.

Also, milky way midnights? SO my crack, my god.

Lastly, I am in SUCH a 'spend money' phase right now, it's like I just want to buy and buy and buy. I've mostly managed to resist - mostly - but seriously, people need to talk me back into frugal living. I was SO good when I was looking for a job and now I'm just - BUY STUFF BUY STUFF BUY STUFF! BAD SWM. *facepalms* It's like there are dvds and cds and books and shoes and omg electronic gadgets SINGING my name. And no, not cheap stuff, because that'd be easy, I could deal with that. Instead it's like 'buy a new computer, swmbo. You need a new tv, swm. C'mon, you know you wanna do it..."

GET OUT OF MY HEAD, VOICES!!!

Ok, I am sorta spamming now, because I just posted. But this...

I was just in the bathroom at work, standing at the sink washing my hands. We actually share a bathroom with a couple of other companies - the massage and fitness training insitute I've mentioned, a medical center and a collections agency.


So, um, I'm standing at the sink, washing my hands when this older lady walks in, probably late sixties at the youngest. Looks at me and says "I wanna sit on the big girl pot today!"

And then enters one of the stalls.

*flails in a panic*

THERE's A CRAZY lady working in my office building!!!1

I came back and mentioned it to the people in my office and yes, she's apparently known for her craziness and nobody warned me. Previously she showed one of the poor girls in my office her breasts.

PS. Oh my lord, I am addicted to the cracktrailer and the amazing things happening there.

Man, I'm spammy today. Also sunburnt. Because I was outside mowing the lawn for, oh, 20 minutes maybe. AND I had spf 15 on, at least in theory. It might have worn off by now, but STILL. Grr. 20 minutes mowing the lawn and my nose and my forehead and my chin are pink and slightly itchy. Fortunately, it's a light enough one that it should fade away to my regular shade of pale fast. Because swmbos do not tan, they merely burn and peel. Although I used to tan when I was little. I dunno what happened.

In addition to becoming sunburnt while mowing my lawn, I also played in cracktrailer today, which has been pretty been what I've been up to, fandomy wise, the last few days. That and writing a fic that takes place in ros_fod's beautiful crackverse, with her permission and incredible amounts of help. You can find it here, but I do have to warn you - it's cracktrailer verse RPS which means, um, vulgar and crude and with only a physical resemblance to the original actors. At least, that's what it means in my fic! But god, it was incredibly fun to write.

But even more important than my own story, I have to rec two amazing works - kita0610's and ros_fod's . ( Cut for length of squeeing )