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On condoms and plumbing
Jun. 22nd, 2006 10:00 pmOof. I am full of ice cream and cake. Technically, ice cream with cake in it, with hot fudge and whipped cream and a cherry on top. I must have been thinking, "I wish I were at a seven-year-old's birthday party. Instead, I will recreate that experience in my living room!" My balloon animal quotient (BAQ) remains low, alas.
I ate this monstrosity while watching Harrison Ford in Firewall, which is a passable entry into the "Don't piss Harrison Ford off" genre. It suffers from a basic lack of focus—repeatedly, people try to do a clever thing, get two steps into it, then get jerked back, as if by a directorial leash—and from being exactly the same movie as Hostage with Bruce Willis. But it has Chloe from 24, so *shrug*.
Yesterday my major accomplishment was fixing the toilet. The handle and the lever it's connected to had broken apart, so I trundled down to the hardware store, found something that looked more or less like what I wanted for $5 (it was the right color, at least), and trundled back home to install it. The process of fitting a twelve-inch rod into an eight-inch tank (oo baby) was a bit like the couch-moving scene in Dirk Gently, but I managed it. And lo, flushing.
I also attempted the Mentos+soda+condom experiment. I was still unable to find unlubricated condoms anywhere, so I had to, er, wash a lubed one. The experiment was a conditional success. I think condoms are less rugged than I was expecting, since it only expanded to the size of a zucchini before the foam burst out all over the place (oo baby). Also, Mentos sort of stick to latex. I should try again with a wide-necked balloon.
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adfamiliares to Greece at the same time sinsofthedove's computer crashed, a good chunk of my friends are going to Alaska, and various other people are incommunicado for random other reasons. I have had many long and productive conversations with the cat. But I am basically keeping myself entertained.
I ate this monstrosity while watching Harrison Ford in Firewall, which is a passable entry into the "Don't piss Harrison Ford off" genre. It suffers from a basic lack of focus—repeatedly, people try to do a clever thing, get two steps into it, then get jerked back, as if by a directorial leash—and from being exactly the same movie as Hostage with Bruce Willis. But it has Chloe from 24, so *shrug*.
Yesterday my major accomplishment was fixing the toilet. The handle and the lever it's connected to had broken apart, so I trundled down to the hardware store, found something that looked more or less like what I wanted for $5 (it was the right color, at least), and trundled back home to install it. The process of fitting a twelve-inch rod into an eight-inch tank (oo baby) was a bit like the couch-moving scene in Dirk Gently, but I managed it. And lo, flushing.
I also attempted the Mentos+soda+condom experiment. I was still unable to find unlubricated condoms anywhere, so I had to, er, wash a lubed one. The experiment was a conditional success. I think condoms are less rugged than I was expecting, since it only expanded to the size of a zucchini before the foam burst out all over the place (oo baby). Also, Mentos sort of stick to latex. I should try again with a wide-necked balloon.
Today I am wondering whose clever idea it was to send
adfamiliares to Greece at the same time sinsofthedove's computer crashed, a good chunk of my friends are going to Alaska, and various other people are incommunicado for random other reasons. I have had many long and productive conversations with the cat. But I am basically keeping myself entertained.
