In other news.
Weep, oh shelves, for your ravaged...shelves. I've been packing in little spurts all week, which is awesome in that I spend very few hours of every day packing, and shitty in that I feel like I've been packing for MONTHS and yet nothing is done and also there are boxes everywhere that I want to put my body. Things are half-done. Filing cabinets are purged. I have started a box of Clothes I Do Not Need To Look At Again Until After I Have This Baby. But there is no one, like, All the *** is packed. Asterisks, get in a box.
IN OTHER NEWS, I don't know if it's second-trimester giddiness or if we have a gas leak or what, but I have been LAUGHING out LOUD at EVERYTHING these days. Like, I'm reading The Magician King and it is funny, but I'm not usually this given to literal lolling. And I laugh whenever I see this:
which Will Entrekin sent me ages ago and which I only just remembered and laughed at. And I can't stop laughing over THIS:
RIGHT!?!? OWLS, WHAT IS UP WITH YOU HEADS!? What I'm saying is, I wish we were all hanging out in real life right now, because I would be laughing HARD at ALL of your jokes and you would feel like the belle of the ball.
Chuckle on, my darlings. And rotate your owls.
We just moved this week and I can absolutely understand the packing in spurts/nothing is done/boxes are everywhere feeling. It's maddening. :)
ReplyDeleteYou forgot to mention I sent it because it was posted around the time you and your sister were in NYC, and I thought it might be you. Because that wouldn't have surprised me even a little bit. You would have totally done something like that!
ReplyDeleteGirlfriend, we moved when I was six months pregnant and in the heat of the summer in FLORIDA! It was 107 degrees! OMG. But that burst of energy that you get at this time serves well. Ride the wave, then take a big nap. And laughing is good. I think the biggest belly laugh I have had in a long time is when Michele from Reader's Respite posted a WTF Wednesday picture of the family that has like 19 kids (The Duggars?) that was labeled at the bottom: Vagina. It's not a clown car. I think I peed. More than once.
ReplyDeletehahahhahahahah, it's not a clown car. Am crying and peeing. heheheheheheh
ReplyDeleteI am so glad I am not the only book blogger who makes strange posts. I was starting to feel very lonely out here in blogger land.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the pregnancy laughs, way better than crying all the time.
oh man, when i was pregnant i could not stop laughing. i developed this weird, deep chuckle that would follow nearly everything i said. i felt like santa claus. it was awesome.
ReplyDeleteSecond trimester giddiness is the da bomb!
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