whip 'em out wednesday!
So I assume the lack of comments from even my regulars means that you're all working extra hard on my mix tape? Just because I'm blogging every day now doesn't mean I'll forget. It also means that I'll remind you every day until I get one. Just ONE! That's all I want!!!
Anyway, I never thought I'd be one of those bloggers but I'm going to try a theme. No, it's not Friday Catblogging, thank you very much, it's going to be my very own Whip 'Em Out Wednesday (WOW)! Woo hoo!
Sorry, this does not mean that I'm going to flash you via the blog, although you are more than welcome to flash me right now if you so choose. Ooh, that's hot! Work it, work it... own it, own it! Yeah!
Instead, I'm going to whip out a few items from the messenger bag I drag around and we'll discuss. Just a random sample of things. You never know what I might have in there. It's a very cool bag with way too many zippered compartments. Perfect for me to store random stuff in that I only remember much later.
Without further ado, here's this week's random sample:
From left to right, we have:
yarn
moleskine notebook
my right hand
migraine killers (white)
sudafeds (turquoise)
yarn - Check that yarn out! Jealous? You should be -- I dyed it with my own fair hands. Because I rule! I'm happy with the color variations, which is what I was going for, and now I'm going to knit it into a fabulous little purse for myself. Quite stylish.
moleskine notebook - I always wanted one of these. It is, after all, the legendary notebook of Hemingway, Picasso, Chatwin, as it says on the label. I opened it right after I took this picture. I'm keeping it on hand in case a great idea strikes me. Especially a blogworthy idea.
my right hand - I was just going to show the wrist support thingy I have on, but I figured I would put it on for the picture so it's clear what it is. I have a situation with this hand, kids. Actually, it's the wrist that's the trouble. A few years ago, your Patron Saint had a tumor in this wrist. It's all gone now, but the surgery left me with some nerve damage and I get some pain from time to time. Today is one of those times. Not fun. I'm told that it's tendonitis, apparently from the process of having had my wrist taken apart and put back together. Which is what I imagine they did during the surgery. Like my wrist is made of Legos and they just moved a couple around and took out a misshapen Very Bad Lego. I put on the wrist support thingy (yes, that's it's technical name) and that seems to be helping the pain somewhat. And yes, my hands really are that small.
migraine killers (white) - Oh me. These pills are fucking useless! I hardly ever had a headache of any kind EVER until a few months ago. I started getting headaches almost every day so I went to the good Dr. Carolyn who sent me off to a neurologist. The neuro told me that I have migraines. Also Not Fun! She gave me these pills but sadly, they don't do jack shit for my headaches. She also gave me another pill to take but it makes me super loopy so I can only take it if I don't have to drive anywhere. It doesn't really get rid of the headache either, but once I take it I don't really care that I have a headache. I haven't had a migraine in just over a week, so let's hope this streak continues and I don't have to take any of them. Because I don't like pills. Almost as much as I don't like migraines.
sudafeds (turquoise) - This is the Non-Drying variety of sudafed, which I'm taking because I have a wee bit of a cold right now. Last night I took them before I went to bed and I realized that they're really a pretty color of turquoise and in fact, they were the Exact Same Color as the nightshirt I was wearing. What are the chances of that? Then I was thinking that if I have to take a pill of any kind, I'd really prefer it if it matched my clothing or my eyes or something, but then I decided against that, since it seemed a little too House of Yes and all. Although I do enjoy the House of Yes. It's a big reason behind why I call myself Lesleygirl.
I reserve the right to discontinue this theme at any time. This blog is an autocracy, after all.
Oh and let me know how those mix tapes are coming along.

13 snarky comments:
my right hand - blahblahblahblah
Holy fuck that was a lot of explaining.
Next time, just say:
"I should use the showerhead instead."
You. Sick. Fuck!
And that would pertain to something *else* in my bag, which wasn't included in the pic. Not this week at least.
I think that purple "yarn" is really part of your cosplay costume.
That's not purple, jackass! Although the fact that you didn't know the difference between purple and this color (which I'm calling merlot) gets you back some man points. Ding ding!
I actually used Kool Aid to dye the yarn though, not merlot.
And I do NOT cosplay -- it's actually for a cosplay costume I was making FOR YOU so you could dress up as one of those sad, big-eye anime cartoon fucks.
If you used kool aid to dye the yarn, the color would be grape.
And Ace has already expressed his love for the color grape and all its shades.
Plus he's asian.
So that big-eye anime cartoon fuck costume better be for him.
I didn't use grape, I used cherry and strawberry. So maybe I should call the color Anthropomorphic Glass Pitcher Who Yells "Oh Yeah!"
I was making cosplay costumes for you *and* Ace. Shiki too. Because I know how he loves the big-eye anime cartoon fucks.
This banter is like when a sibling brings a friend over and you bother them. Early foreplay.
i flashed you via blog.. i'm working it....
LOL!! Petey said it best!!
Stewie & Lesley sittin' in a blog... b-i-t-c-h-i-n-g.
hehee.. didn't rhyme but oh well - ya'll got the point.
Petey - This is why you are the Best. Herald. EVER.
Jerry - I didn't quite catch that -- flash me again, would you? Thanks!
Norman - Don't encourage Petey! He requires NO encouragement, believe me.
I can't be a big-eyed Anime person. I'm a REAL Asian. I can't have big eyes. Unless I tape them open, like on Drawn Together the other week.
Ling-Ling!
Where's Ron when you need him, he has a fetish for those notebook thingys.
And after that parking-lot incident, I was somewhat disappointed that WOW doesn't mean what it used to mean before Opie & Anthony's listeners took on God and lost.
Nice Drawn Together reference!
Ron has a moleskine notebook fetish? Why am I the last to know everything?
Ron has a moleskine notebook fetish? Why am I the last to know everything?
Because he never updates his blog.
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