I wonder why he never used this…
Huh. I found this in a box with the sushi-colored bandaids. Sometimes I wonder why I bother to buy him nice things.
I’m moving all his shit out of the dining room, to make room for my shit, which arrives tomorrow afternoon. Well, two thirds of it, anyhow. They took my trans-Atlantic container and broke it up into three crates for storage. I really didn’t think we could absorb such a very great deal of shit at once, so we’re accepting delivery of two.
Um, yay. I guess.
We had our last counseling session with the vicar earlier tonight. Uncle B managed to peek over her shoulder and read, “you can slip in the stuff about Jesus now” in her vicar’s notes. But it was just a pinch of Jesus and a little prayer and it hardly hurt at all.
Actually, the vicar never says Jesus, she always says “Jesus Christ,” which makes me think she’s about to cut loose with a string of profanity.
Also, the way she says “God” is flat-out terrifying. Like Gowwwdeh. It sounds serious as a heart-attack.
Anyhow, I’m going to go contemplate my sins. By which I mean soak in a very hot tub with a very large vodka and listen to Classic FM by candlelight.
I’ve got a tough day tomorrow. I’ll probably have to get out of bed before noon.
Posted: January 15th, 2009 under badger house, moving, personal.
Comments: 11
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Comment from TimB52
Time: January 15, 2009, 9:26 pm
If heard Gowwwdeh like that, I’d prolly go “Jesus Christ!”
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 15, 2009, 9:56 pm
Me?
I wrote my cheque for this year’s bastard taxes, this evening.
That’ll be a few more islamist terrorist families kept in the lap of luxury.
There’s a metaphor here but I’m reluctant to pursue it.
My only compensation, meanwhile, is that, after an afternoon of Gawwwwdeh her Ladyship has slid into the bath, turned on the wireless and has been subjected to Allegri’s Miserere (one of my favourites, not that it matters). I can hear it wafting through the bathroom door.
I rather think Gawwwwdeh has decided to taunt her for a while.
Serves her right!
Comment from Enas Yorl
Time: January 15, 2009, 10:19 pm
Ha! That’s the way Limbaugh pronounces Gawwwwwwdeh. P’raps she’s a fan. Sure it’s not very likely but it could happen.
Comment from Nicholas the Slide
Time: January 16, 2009, 12:10 pm
I hadn’t caught that but very true Enas… and yeah I agree not really likely, I think most Brits’ heads would explode from even a small dosage of El Rushbo 😛
Comment from Sarah D.
Time: January 16, 2009, 1:28 pm
We need a transatlantic stick to poke the slumbering weasel with.
Comment from JuliaM
Time: January 16, 2009, 2:40 pm
“That’ll be a few more islamist terrorist families kept in the lap of luxury.”
They’ll have to be quick – our esteemed representatives will be first in the queue with their grubby little hands out…
Comment from JuliaM
Time: January 16, 2009, 2:42 pm
“I think most Brits’ heads would explode from even a small dosage of El Rushbo…”
Not sure about Rush, but his skit song creator Paul Shanklin would definitely find a welcome here 😉
Comment from Jill
Time: January 16, 2009, 3:05 pm
Sigh…I love this town!
http://user.pa.net/~ejjeff/christie.html
(p.s., go Steelers!) 🙂
Comment from Jill
Time: January 16, 2009, 3:06 pm
Uh oh…I’ve been marked for moderation.
Aren’t all things? 😉
Comment from Nicholas the Slide
Time: January 16, 2009, 4:07 pm
Not sure about Rush, but his skit song creator Paul Shanklin would definitely find a welcome here 😉
Hahahah, very true!
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: January 16, 2009, 5:11 pm
Oi! Don’t poke a weasel! I been unpacking boxes all day. My things hurt!
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