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Feb. 22nd, 2006 01:58 pmLook! An update!
My brother-in-law: responding well to the chemo! Not responding so well to the sudden lack of nicotine in his system.
My Nana: Eating again, reviving generally. My sister and I suspect she's doing it to piss Dad off.
My Dad: Now feuding with my brother-in-law's family over petty junior high "Well, you didn't say hello to me when you came into the room, so why should I talk to you? It's your job to talk first! Oh, and by the way those pants make your thighs look fat" bullshit. I've said this before...this is how my family keeps themselves entertained when the cable tv's not around.
What I'm currently enjoying:
*the gym--D and I signed up with the Central Square Y. It has a layout that looks like it was designed by a Random Dungeon Generator and I have yet to see it more than half-full, which is another way of saying I love it.
*Kingdom of Loathing (www.kingdomofloathing.com), which
foresthouse got me addicted to, for who cannot love a free online dungeon with stick figure drawings and tons of pop culture references? My Turtle Tamer reached 8th level yesterday while helping the Deep Fat Friars. Good times.
*World of Warcraft, still, though something's been bothering me for a while and I've managed to put my finger on what it is: the Murlocs and Troggs? The yowling gibbering sounds they make? EXACTLY like Baby Animal from Muppet Babies.
*Toby the Terrible Terrier, though some days it's hard. Like last night. Yesterday morning D gave him a piece of toast, which he promptly hid. At some point in the evening yesterday she discovered it, still whole, now moved to the middle of the living room floor, so she threw it away. At 6 this morning Toby's up and scratch-scratch-scratching at the kitchen door. Does he need to pee? No. Is he thirsty? Hungry? No. I open the door and he MAKES A BEELINE FOR THE TRASH CAN TO CHECK ON HIS TOAST. Freaky little dog.
My brother-in-law: responding well to the chemo! Not responding so well to the sudden lack of nicotine in his system.
My Nana: Eating again, reviving generally. My sister and I suspect she's doing it to piss Dad off.
My Dad: Now feuding with my brother-in-law's family over petty junior high "Well, you didn't say hello to me when you came into the room, so why should I talk to you? It's your job to talk first! Oh, and by the way those pants make your thighs look fat" bullshit. I've said this before...this is how my family keeps themselves entertained when the cable tv's not around.
What I'm currently enjoying:
*the gym--D and I signed up with the Central Square Y. It has a layout that looks like it was designed by a Random Dungeon Generator and I have yet to see it more than half-full, which is another way of saying I love it.
*Kingdom of Loathing (www.kingdomofloathing.com), which
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*World of Warcraft, still, though something's been bothering me for a while and I've managed to put my finger on what it is: the Murlocs and Troggs? The yowling gibbering sounds they make? EXACTLY like Baby Animal from Muppet Babies.
*Toby the Terrible Terrier, though some days it's hard. Like last night. Yesterday morning D gave him a piece of toast, which he promptly hid. At some point in the evening yesterday she discovered it, still whole, now moved to the middle of the living room floor, so she threw it away. At 6 this morning Toby's up and scratch-scratch-scratching at the kitchen door. Does he need to pee? No. Is he thirsty? Hungry? No. I open the door and he MAKES A BEELINE FOR THE TRASH CAN TO CHECK ON HIS TOAST. Freaky little dog.