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Apr. 6th, 2006 01:51 pmI had to go to town with James earlier. We may have had a sort of tiff and he left me sulking in the car. When he came back he had a copy of Nsync's debut album as a peace offering. Which will be perfect to stay in the car as I have a copy at home.
My aunt did visit last night. I started to describe what went on and why, but when you have to scroll down the page to read and still haven't finished, well it's a sign. Basically, she's trying to screw mam over. Mam has the law 100% on her side but my aunt doesn't see it that way and there's threats about opening cans of worms if mam goes to her solicitor. We've all told her to go because what my aunt wants to do is insulting and wrong. The timing of this sucks, both Chris and I will be away this weekend and I know for a fact my cousin will come through to talk to mam. So I've told her to tell my cousin to come on Monday when we can all be there as backup, whether she will or not I don't know.
But anyway. Come play icon memes with me. Yes, I know this was doing the rounds recently, but who cares? It's my chance to make you use yet another img src tag.
Which of my current icons
1. is your favorite and why?
2. is your least favorite and why?
3. would you like some context for?
4. have you never noticed I even had before?
5. do you most associate with me?
I have things to do now. Like find bags so my boys and I can put our clothes in something that's not a carrier bag. And make new mix cds and load stories onto Jordan for we're going to be travelling 78298964821901 miles tomorrow and I need to be entertained. Hmmm, I suppose I'd better make sure the clothes we want are actually washed too. That would help.
So yeah. I'm off to spend the weekend at
pensnest's with the other sparkly slashers, where I'll overdose on squee and silver space bulls with red eyes, while my boys tour London on a boy's weekend. The mind boggles what they'll get up to, really it does. Of course, they could say the same about us *g*
My aunt did visit last night. I started to describe what went on and why, but when you have to scroll down the page to read and still haven't finished, well it's a sign. Basically, she's trying to screw mam over. Mam has the law 100% on her side but my aunt doesn't see it that way and there's threats about opening cans of worms if mam goes to her solicitor. We've all told her to go because what my aunt wants to do is insulting and wrong. The timing of this sucks, both Chris and I will be away this weekend and I know for a fact my cousin will come through to talk to mam. So I've told her to tell my cousin to come on Monday when we can all be there as backup, whether she will or not I don't know.
But anyway. Come play icon memes with me. Yes, I know this was doing the rounds recently, but who cares? It's my chance to make you use yet another img src tag.
Which of my current icons
1. is your favorite and why?
2. is your least favorite and why?
3. would you like some context for?
4. have you never noticed I even had before?
5. do you most associate with me?
I have things to do now. Like find bags so my boys and I can put our clothes in something that's not a carrier bag. And make new mix cds and load stories onto Jordan for we're going to be travelling 78298964821901 miles tomorrow and I need to be entertained. Hmmm, I suppose I'd better make sure the clothes we want are actually washed too. That would help.
So yeah. I'm off to spend the weekend at
Re: let's see if I code this right. cross your fingers.
Date: 2006-04-06 02:52 pm (UTC)*bats eyes at you*
Re: let's see if I code this right. cross your fingers.
Date: 2006-04-06 03:26 pm (UTC)The thing was, it had seemed much easier watching it on tv. A shake of the hips, a wiggle of the butt. If Shakira could do it, surely so could JC. Except he couldn't; at all.
Not that he hadn't tried. Many times, for like hours.
Sitting with his head in his hands, pointedly ignoring his reflection in the floor length mirrors that faced his bed, JC felt like flopping down and beating his feet against his black silk sheets. It wasn't fair. So he didn't have Shakira's boobs, and his ass was less than rounded, more Justin than Lance, but still...a shimmy shouldn't beat him like this.
Determined, he stood and faced the mirrors once more. Hips first, a gentle sway, add in an ass wiggle, move the chest and arms. He could do it all, except not together apparently and he scowled at himself in the mirror as his body moved like he was being attacked by a swarm of bees.
"Smooth, JC. Smooth."
Behaving like the professional he was, JC kept dancing while flipping Chris the bird. "Like you could do any better."
Unusually Chris didn't reply. In fact he seemed quite incapable of speech as JC wiggled across the room. Which was interesting and JC couldn't help moving just that little bit faster, shimmying perfectly now, his body responding to the blatant stare.
Later, pants down and gasping, JC practiced his shimmying once more, deciding yes, he'd mastered the move as Chris reponded with a moan.
Re: let's see if I code this right. cross your fingers.
Date: 2006-04-06 03:55 pm (UTC)You, my dear, rock!
*smooch*
Re: let's see if I code this right. cross your fingers.
Date: 2006-04-06 04:02 pm (UTC)Glad you liked.
*mwah*
Re: let's see if I code this right. cross your fingers.
Date: 2006-04-06 04:04 pm (UTC)Re: let's see if I code this right. cross your fingers.
Date: 2006-04-06 04:12 pm (UTC)But this was just silly fluff, so you so do rock.
*loves on you*
Re: let's see if I code this right. cross your fingers.
Date: 2006-04-06 04:16 pm (UTC)And you're welcome to write me silly fluff anytime you want to.
*sings Xanadu at you* lol. silly movie keeps distracting me.
Re: let's see if I code this right. cross your fingers.
Date: 2006-04-06 04:52 pm (UTC)Enjoy the movie :)