withdiamonds: (neville)
posted by [personal profile] withdiamonds at 05:28pm on 29/01/2008
I love when my flist is full of ticket angst and success.  Too much fun.

Never, ever do I want to see someone use the word "ficcy" when talking about a story.  Never.

Larry came home early today and in my attempts to get him moving physically and to socialize Neville, I forced them to go to the walking trail/bike path this afternoon.  It was 45 degrees out, a little drizzly, and the snow hadn't been cleaned off the path very well - they plow, but only once in a while, I swear.  I've run through patches of ice there many times.  Anyway, I made them walk a whole HALF A MILE and the two of them acted like I was the most unreasonable person they'd ever met.  Neville's feet got wet and he had to walk past TWO STRANGERS OH NOES and Larry kept mentioning the rain, like I didn't notice my hair frizzing, and I told them both they'd better man up, because we'll be doing it every day.

When we got home, they took a nap together on the couch. 
Mood:: 'amused' amused

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