GIP and mild stabbiness

[solafiamma]

Hmmm. I have nothing to say, but I thought I'd post anyway. Just to keep my hand in, you know. Because, like, I'd HATE to forget how or something. I mean, what if I woke up one morning, opened lj and typed in, say, an inventory of my liquor cabinet (sadly empty) or my biscuit tin (also sadly empty) or my brain (ditto). Life would be even sadder than it actually IS, which some days is sadder than others and today maybe not so sad if you're me, perhaps more so if you're you and actually reading this. In which case, my apologies.

In the utter absence of anything of substance to say, I'll share with you my new-ish icon (from a_gal_icons). It makes me far happier than it probably should, and I'm not even feeling particularly hostile. Except toward the emptiness of my liquor cabinet and biscuit tin. Definitely feeling a bit stabby about that.

Comments

[copracat]

Dean and I completely agree about the not-goodness of your empty liquor cabinet and biscuit tin.

[(Anonymous)]

Hee! Dean!! Apparently he's APPALLED at the state of my liquor and biscuitlessness to the point of beseeching heaven on my behalf. THAT WARMS MY HEART!!!

[sola-fiamma.livejournal.com]

And that would be me. Sigh.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Empty biscuit tins and liquor cabinets! That's totally something to post about!

[(Anonymous)]

It works, doesn't it? I mean, it's not quite "OMG the sky is falling" but it's pretty darned close. Today, however, is another day, and I see biscuits looming on the horizon. Which is actually a bit scary, when you think about it in a "The Day the Ginger Creams Took over the World" kind of way. Still. Biscuits!

[sola-fiamma.livejournal.com]

Um. Me.