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Monkeying around.
So last week I went out and got underwear, a double boiler, and a monkey.
Said monkey was outfitted soon after with a leather hat and a spear (the tip of which was acquired from
keshwyn at last week's games; it's an obsidian arrowhead). I found myself suspecting as I work that this was the same sort of monkey that
oldsma was commenting on recently.
The monkey is pictured here sitting on three of the boxes of stuff that I assembled while the fellow was in replacing our doors. The boxes were labelled by me leaning over the side and writing upside down, which is why they appear to be marked VIQLENCE and MACH p PHYZICZ. (The other box I packed that day is labelled META-ENGINEERING. I'm starting to get kind of punchy. Also, ampersands are hard to draw upside-down.)
I managed to find an opportunity to tackle
arawen and clasp the monkey around his neck at games eventually, after a fair amount of lurking and
teinedreugan poking at me to see when I was going to do it. Amusement followed, including
arawen figuring out how to attach the monkey as a sort of crown and wearing it around for a while until it got too hot. I have caused amusement, and thus I have succeeded.
Meanwhile,
suzimoses played a variety of games, and was profoundly entertained by being dealt a card that said "Give me the brain because I can't find my feet."
I'm feeling sort of drained out. Dealing with the house stuff is pushing at bits of my head pretty hard -- I'm feeling a need to do something each day, even if it's just pack a box of stuff, and if I don't have that done I start feeling like I need to gnaw my feet off or something. Today I was caught up in dealing with the idiot drama of being shipped the wrong lamp for much of the day, and thus didn't get anything done until fiveish, at which point I noticed we were out of milk and went out to get that, and while I was out picked up a newspaper to wrap fragile things with. So I did that. Even cleared a task off my tasklist, though I haven't crossed it off yet on the actual list because that requires digging around and editing posts.
Really strange, intense emotionality kicking around that I don't know what to do with. Wrong time, wrong place, don't know. I'm not even sure how to acknowledge it, let alone figure out what to do with it. I should probably go sit with it for a bit and see if that helps. All I wanted was a piece of the night, it didn't have to get so dark ...
So yeah. I gave
arawen a guard monkey. And stuff.
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The monkey is pictured here sitting on three of the boxes of stuff that I assembled while the fellow was in replacing our doors. The boxes were labelled by me leaning over the side and writing upside down, which is why they appear to be marked VIQLENCE and MACH p PHYZICZ. (The other box I packed that day is labelled META-ENGINEERING. I'm starting to get kind of punchy. Also, ampersands are hard to draw upside-down.)
I managed to find an opportunity to tackle
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I'm feeling sort of drained out. Dealing with the house stuff is pushing at bits of my head pretty hard -- I'm feeling a need to do something each day, even if it's just pack a box of stuff, and if I don't have that done I start feeling like I need to gnaw my feet off or something. Today I was caught up in dealing with the idiot drama of being shipped the wrong lamp for much of the day, and thus didn't get anything done until fiveish, at which point I noticed we were out of milk and went out to get that, and while I was out picked up a newspaper to wrap fragile things with. So I did that. Even cleared a task off my tasklist, though I haven't crossed it off yet on the actual list because that requires digging around and editing posts.
Really strange, intense emotionality kicking around that I don't know what to do with. Wrong time, wrong place, don't know. I'm not even sure how to acknowledge it, let alone figure out what to do with it. I should probably go sit with it for a bit and see if that helps. All I wanted was a piece of the night, it didn't have to get so dark ...
So yeah. I gave
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