(no subject)

Watch out of the walking, talking, dieting hormone, she'll bite your head off if you aren't careful, or start crying, or maybe just go to bed.

Oh yeah... and what the hell did they do to Frank?

I plead insanity

So apparently, at several points in the last month and a half I have been certifiably insane. Loony. Psycho. Nuts. And so on and so forth.

I got this brilliant idea that I could get a Large Christmas Tree, because I have a large apartment with relatively high ceilings and therefore, I have room for a Very Large Christmas Tree. Ummm... totally forgot about the skinny assed outdoor stairway up to my even skinnier balcony/walkway to my apartment. And then there's the screen door that opens the wrong way.

My next bout with lunacy involved "oh, I'll do that later" repeated several times. All referring to the Very Large Christmas Tree in question. Resulting in a Very Large, Very Dry, Needle Dropping Christmas Tree.

And my third onset of Crackerism was this evening. When I decided, at 21:15, that it was a good time to get rid of the now Very Large, Very Dry, Needle Dropping Christmas Tree. So I dragged the sucker outside. Spent several minutes sweeping the balcony/walkway and the stairs. And then came inside to tackle the carpet. I have approximately half of a Very Large, Very Dry, Needle Dropping Christmas Tree to sweep/vacuum up now.

Freaking moron.