08/30/05 11:56 - 71ºF - ID#35782
Pitter patter of little monsoon
stomping puddles form in my driveway.
Creatures sing back up for Franz Ferdinand
through open windows.
I sweat my ass off in this red brick sauna
and despretely want to kill the Weather Bug;
You told me once, you'll tell me 7 more..
I prepare my Ark.
Floaties on, Thee Careys' pimpin' super hero vessil is ready for launch,
- sigh* now leave. me. alone.
Hey ((e:ladycroft)), if not a party bus, try a party ark..
two of everything.. maybe three for you ;)
After all, it will be our big Three OooOOoOOooOooOOoh
A public service announcment:
((e:ladycroft)) and ((e:theecarey)) go way back. Much trouble has been found and there much more to discover. A friend bails your ass out of jail, a good friend is sitting right there next to you :D
Location: Youngstown, NY
08/30/05 02:47 - 67ºF - ID#35781
chlorine cocktail-fountain of youth? NO!
Soft squishy beds, a cooler full of pop and munchies, bathing suits and a taste for trouble led us to yet another stay at the Hilton. And never to disappoint, this stay proved quite the adventure.
The funny thing about being on the cusp of 11,000 days old, is that it is still quite easy to pass for anything between 17 and current age of, um, 10, 931 days old. So I internally find humor in such questions as "Are you going to be a freshman this year?" and "Are you old enough to drink?" -- Why deary, I sure am, *pinches cheek*
After playing on the elevator (it has mirrors on the ceiling!), jumping on the bed (because, I can do that), checking the TV for cool channels (I was instantly homesick for digital) and contemplating room service (idea dismissed, easy cheese and crackers beckoned), we get into our swim gear and excitedly headed down ten flights to the Jacuzzi and swimming pool.
Swimming is fun, swimming is nice
swimming amidist the fragrance of super Chlorine concentrate, is not.
or try this:
Indoor swimming pool
Lovely, warm as bath water
Chlorine headache sucks
As an indoor pool, we stuck around for a bit, thinking maybe the chlorine aroma was just in the air.
However our excursion into the deeply disinfecting, left both of us with the unsexy scent of bleach lingering aggressively on our temporarily scaly and pruned skin.
A scrub down with hotel issued shampoo, conditioner and soap proved to be a fruitless effort.
We sat in our dehydrated smelly state through the remainder of the night and well into the next day. However we stopped at a discount store and purchased the heaviest moisturizing lotion we could find, which happened to be Almond and Shea Butter cream. The chlorine odor permeated through the first six applications before settling into a more almondesque aroma.
I have yet to tackle the chlorine induced dry heap of straw that is my hair. Although in a state of emergency, it will have to wait:
I have email to check, kitties to love and brownies to eat.
Ahh, it is always good to be home!
Location: Youngstown, NY
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