Randominity

This is the most appropriate Mal quote I could think to use to describe how I felt tonight. sydney_blue and I made plans to take in Medieval Times and on the way we stopped off to shop a bit, have some ice cream, etc. Now, maybe it was the ice cream in my hot fudge sundae, and maybe it was the fact that all I'd eaten today was a cookie and a nanaimo bar, but after about a half hour of sitting in the Preparation for Thanksgiving Day traffic, my stomach was giving some ominous-sounding growls. And okay, like, I've had indigestion before, some tummy noises, a few aches and pains that eventually pass. But tonight, man, oh, man, tonight, the pain was so intense that I started to sweat. The top of my head got cold and I sweated clear through my shirt and I had to wrestle myself to keep myself from tearing off my seatbelt so that I could writhe comfortably. I have never, ever, ever felt so sick in my entire life, and that includes the time when I was seventeen and ate bad hamburger and threw up for an entire day. I seriously, seriously thought I was going to pass out, and the scariest thing was not that, but the fact that I was in the middle of a crowded freeway and all I could think was "I have nowhere to pull over and die! What'll happen if I pass out behind this wheel right now?" Fortunately (ha!) the next exit was the right exit, I pulled over at the latest Denny's and probably freaked the crew out with my mad dash to the bathroom. So sick. God. So so sick.

Um. Then I felt better. So this Thanksgiving I am thankful that I did not pass out behind the wheel and kill both myself and my best friend. Okay, I'm done.



Medieval Times RULES. Also, the Blue Knight? HOTTIE MCHOTTERTON. Let's just say that more than one involuntary scream was wrenched from my lips tonight. Go Blue. *waves penant* sydney_blue and I had our picture taken by a squire and were HOT in the print, but alas it cost $10 and neither of us had enough cash for it. We were really hot, though! I'm quite disappointed that we couldn't afford the picture, because 99.98% of the time I abhor the way I look in pictures, but I totally would've hit on me in that pic. I was wearing my long wig and all. Also, this proves to me that what I need to do is get a weave or something, because... because, yes. Also also, this has renewed my desire to go join the Society for Creative Anachronism or something, because medieval-era stuff pwns me. Minus the um... elaborate methods of torture they used back then. Yeah, that $2 we spent to go through the torture museum? Not all knowledge is of the good. Breast remover? Uh, thanks, but I really could've gone through life without knowing about that.

ETA: and now sydney_blue is sitting on my living room floor sending an update e-mail about Medieval Times (which she loved so much she mentions it every 3.5 minutes), still in her dressy clothes and with her sparkly head wreath with streamers hanging off of it, bopping her head to the music in her headphones. It is so very cute. ^_^.