The grey bowl of the sky leaked
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cornerofmadnessIt rained all the way home. Nothing like a 200+ mile drive in the rain. That means of course I can't use my cruise control and I've broken both ankles. After a while actually driving becomes terribly painful. WHines.
At least I made it home safe. I do need to get back to typing because I realized i'll be missing most of monday to build a lab test but i'll have 4 hours in the lab test to work.
I did have another fun conversation with the parents the other day. We were watching a BBT rerun I hadn't seen. It pans up from a table with a boggle game and a Klingon to English dictionary to the boys.
Me - Hey, I have that Klingon to English dictionary
Dad - no you don't
Mom -Yes she does it's upstairs at mom's
Me - in a box. Are they playing Klingon Boggle?
Dad- how did you know that
Me - what else would they be doing with that dictionary.
Dad- ....
Mom - ....
Me - Man, I want my dictionary back
Dad - get off my couch.
Snippet of the day - Eetu pushed Sverre back on the bed and he cried out as pain shot up his leg. “You can be such a mean ass, you know that right?”
Sverre pulled the stump of his arm close to his chest, squeezing the tip willing the pain out of it. “Sorry. I just...” he paused. “We've been friends forever, you know how I can get. I'm hurting too much to be nice.”
“Friends? I've stuck around because I felt sorry you drove everyone else off,” Eetu snarled. “I've got to go.”
Sverre couldn't breathe. Eetu's words hit like bullets. “Tell her I'm sorry. I don't feel well enough to eat.”
“Whatever.” Eetu flipped a hand at him, disappearing out the door.
Sverre sank down into the feather tic mattress that had felt so comforting the night before. His only friend was living a lie. Eetu didn't even like him. How could he be so easily fooled? What was so wrong with him? It couldn't be true but he had seen the look on his friend...his not friend's face.
Sealing his hand over his mouth, Sverre moaned, tears flooding down his face. He couldn't stop sobbing even after it aggravated his tortured muscles. Gulping down air, Sverre stifled the noise in a pillow.
43269 / 50000 words. 87% done!
At least I made it home safe. I do need to get back to typing because I realized i'll be missing most of monday to build a lab test but i'll have 4 hours in the lab test to work.
I did have another fun conversation with the parents the other day. We were watching a BBT rerun I hadn't seen. It pans up from a table with a boggle game and a Klingon to English dictionary to the boys.
Me - Hey, I have that Klingon to English dictionary
Dad - no you don't
Mom -Yes she does it's upstairs at mom's
Me - in a box. Are they playing Klingon Boggle?
Dad- how did you know that
Me - what else would they be doing with that dictionary.
Dad- ....
Mom - ....
Me - Man, I want my dictionary back
Dad - get off my couch.
Snippet of the day - Eetu pushed Sverre back on the bed and he cried out as pain shot up his leg. “You can be such a mean ass, you know that right?”
Sverre pulled the stump of his arm close to his chest, squeezing the tip willing the pain out of it. “Sorry. I just...” he paused. “We've been friends forever, you know how I can get. I'm hurting too much to be nice.”
“Friends? I've stuck around because I felt sorry you drove everyone else off,” Eetu snarled. “I've got to go.”
Sverre couldn't breathe. Eetu's words hit like bullets. “Tell her I'm sorry. I don't feel well enough to eat.”
“Whatever.” Eetu flipped a hand at him, disappearing out the door.
Sverre sank down into the feather tic mattress that had felt so comforting the night before. His only friend was living a lie. Eetu didn't even like him. How could he be so easily fooled? What was so wrong with him? It couldn't be true but he had seen the look on his friend...his not friend's face.
Sealing his hand over his mouth, Sverre moaned, tears flooding down his face. He couldn't stop sobbing even after it aggravated his tortured muscles. Gulping down air, Sverre stifled the noise in a pillow.
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Date: 2011-11-28 03:18 am (UTC)But you left both parents speechless - good job!
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Date: 2011-11-28 03:26 am (UTC)You do win at geekery. *g*
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Date: 2011-11-28 03:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-28 03:31 am (UTC)speechless or just thinking of how to tell me to get out without offending
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Date: 2011-11-28 03:59 am (UTC)And that conversation with the folks is priceless.
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Date: 2011-11-28 04:38 am (UTC)this show is going to be good for these conversations
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Date: 2011-11-28 04:50 am (UTC)BOOOO! Down with mundanes! (No worries, I'm not preparing torches, pitchforks and the like.)
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Date: 2011-11-28 04:59 am (UTC)heehee
love that icon