I Do Not Have A Bright Red Mohawk 2008-04-09T20:25:18Z urn:lj:greatestjournal.com:atom1:xydexx:7007 2008-04-09T16:12:00 2008-04-09T20:25:18Z Xydexx Squeakypony I discovered Rigel doesn't only talk in his sleep, he also moos in his sleep.<br /><br />I ran around and did a few errands today. Rigel wanted me to sharpen the lawnmower blade. There were instructions in the manual on how to remove it, but we didn't have the right size wrench and it seemed to be rusted on. Eventually I ended up loading it in the back of the Prius and bringing it somewhere where they'll sharpen the blade for $5. It'll take a few days, though.<br /><br />Next I stopped off at the post office and checked the post office box for Anthrocon submissions (none, waugh!) and then made a quick stop at the bank to deposit my Federal tax refund (yay moneys!). Now I'm home eating chocolate chip cookies I baked yesterday and waiting for Rigel to get home. Mmmm, cookies.<br /><br />This may seem boring and dull, but trust me, there are folks who follow the minutiae of my life so closely they orgasm when they find out I bought new sneakers. urn:lj:greatestjournal.com:atom1:xydexx:6824 2008-01-11T07:09:22Z 2008-01-11T02:09:00 2008-04-09T20:11:06Z Xydexx Squeakypony <blockquote><b>"Screw the ordinary! Start living a remarkable life, filled with adventure, art, fascinating and gigantic monkey butlers, space zombies and possibly gay psychic pirates! Hey, it's your world... put whoever you want in it. Let the other suckers worry about their ulcers, BMW's and corporate slavery. Have some fun!"</b></blockquote><br /><br />Words to live by. They left out the robotic ponies though. So says <a href="http://xydexx.googlepages.com/home">Xydexx</a>.