March 17, 2006

Luck o' the Irish!

TO ME. Cause... in one hour I am so fucking going to need it. I forgot to take my pills this morning and have agreed to do the Paris Roller tonight. Dont ask me why?? It is 30 km over this route. In the freezing cold. For 3 hours. I am just insane.

Paris Roller 3-06

Yeah and I choose to do this on the one weekend that I actually have plans to do something beyond making sure my ass becomes one with the sofa. I am going to the Bon Marche to see what is on TBM so that I can motivate my ass more (I am already at the sleeve cap for sleeve 2 so... it could happen), I have a friends birthday soiree, I have a movie with another friend, and I have a guy from work who might be interested in me (will find out once he hits me with a clue by four) to meet up with.

Yeah lets find me some green beer and relax... At least I wore green and got green today. I guess after that it doesnt matter that my ass will never speak to me again.

Fleece Artist Merino Sock Yarn in Moss

*EDITED LATER*
So I have survived but BARELY, and the BARELY is only thanks to 45 minutes in the hot shower... Tonight was a special Paris Roller, less people means faster route, less breaks and more distance. At least we got a few tunnels thrown in for good measure. My ankles of course thank them.

I would also like to tell the Paris Roller staff who were behind me and yipping about with ALLLLEEEEZ ALLLEEEEEEZ ON Y ACCELLLLLLLEEEEREE YIPP YIPP YIPPPP. This shit makes my rollerblading through Paris something like a John Wayne Roundup gone way the FUCK wrong.

Puffy the Knee says he has absofuckinglutely no love for the cobblestones. And would like to break the astonishing news that the word of the night was taken by SON OF A BITCH, FUCK of course followed with a close (but still surprising) second.

And just a note to the staff guy who kept talking in cartoon voices to me about how my shoes were attached to my Camelback. First of all- you are fucking crazy, oh and STOP making the human police siren sounds behind me too. Secondly yes I am well aware every time you have said it (I stopped counting at 8 cause it really was getting on my last nerve)

Oh and my ass says... Let the Involuntary Twitching Commence Bitches!

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Comments

Did you try IMing me tonight, or was it someone else... I suspect it was someone else, because the moment I mentioned the word 'Salina', silence ensued. However, I don't know anyone else called Kayla... Tonight is weird.

~x~

Posted by: Jane in London at March 18, 2006 01:08 AM

I had to come back soon for an update - gotta say you've done something truly! amazing. I'd seen Paris Roller - it's crazy (sooooo many skaters) and yeah, you get a medal for doing it.

Posted by: Terry at March 18, 2006 04:01 PM

WTF! Roller blading on those tiny bumpy Parisian streets?! You are a good woman for doing that--that's scary shit.

Posted by: Silvia at March 18, 2006 08:26 PM

You GO girl. (speaking of tired expressions) but geez! I am such a wimp I could never do it! The nerves from the traffic. EEK.

Anyway, I am coming to Paris to visit my cousin and was wondering if you need any kind of yarny or other goodness from les etats unis in juin. Let me know. I can even post once i am in paris. I will most probably be in Draveil most nights, vs. Paris, but I can even leave at your offices if you prefer.

Keep on keepin on.

Posted by: Stacy at March 19, 2006 05:06 AM

You WHAT? You rollerbladed all over that map of Paris? Oh my flipping gawd. Very athletic. Hope your body forgives you! heh

Sit down. Knit a while. Become one with the couch again.

I've been behind on blog reading - glad to see the FO sweater - looks great. I need to look up how to do mattress stitching if it's so awesome.

Posted by: Laura at March 20, 2006 05:17 PM