Lending Voice to Thoughts

Ysabet: Want some lotion? It's getting dry out and this stuff works great.
Icka!: *contemplates dry skin* Yeah. I should lube up. >D
*Ysabet makes a face, passes lotion bottle*
*Icka! rolls up pyjama pants leg, starts rubbing lotion on calf.*
Ysabet: *drools* Mmmmmmmmmm....
Icka!: @_@ !!!!
Ysabet: The Chocolate Cake! THE CHOCOLATE CAKE!!! *Flails and points to laptop monitor*
*Icka! gets the hiccups from laughing so hard*

-It's the birthday of one of the people she RPs worth, and they have photos of a chocolate cake o' doom, with espresso beans.

In other news today, I renewed my drivers permit at the DMV and almost made it out in under 10 minutes.
... Almost. Had the new card in hand, heading out the door and realised that the new card expires -tomorrow-. Whoops. Headed back, talked to the poor lady, got a refund, paid the correct amount, she ended up having to call tech support to get it cleared up and I drew the rough of a pic that's been bugging me. So I was out in a little over a half hour. Which, honestly, makes me feel better, because if it had only taken 10 minutes, I'd prolly be freaking out about that now.

And then missed the bus for the second time in a row coming back from the DMV, walked over and talked to Elinor for a while and got alternatively ignored and adored by the kitties. Then went to work, peoples came over, I read a book on domming, have been watching various Rockman series and over all it's been a good day.

How's yours?

From the chat window, not five minutes ago:

Megs: Dah-ling!!
Icka!: Oh my sweet snookum-wookums! What can thou doest for you my delectable cookie?
Icka!: (psst. Ysabet's comment when I read that outloud was 'OMG. Hurl of the Desert'.)
Megs: *flutters eyelashes* Oh, and as your most delectable and moist cookie, I am eager to be doused with creamy white milk and eaten!
Icka!: There is only one true response I can think of for such a delicious offer!
Icka!: *Om-nom-nom-nom*
Megs: *laughs*
Megs: (I hope that was even better for Ysabet!)
Icka!: She forgot what she was talking about and wandered off
Icka!: -her jaw was somewhere on the floor
Megs: YES!!! *gives you a high-five*
Icka!: *Cackles*


-It's all about the brain breakage, baby. ^____________^

So I spent the evening cruising 4chan and snickering over the potential brainbreakage while Ysabet napped. When she woke up, I read her this 'Wat' macro outloud to her.

Her response was a rather loud "WHAT?!".

... And then she went to go give prozac to the cat and we discussed if two of the fish in the aquarium are gay. ^__^


Ficcage: Giftfc for lil_1337, Ookiku Furikabutte - Rude Awakenings

*Icka wanders into Ysabet's bedroom*
Icka!: I waaaaaaaaaaaaaant.
*Ysabet snickers*
*Icka! bounces up and down, flailing arms around and kicking her feet*
Icka!: I wAAAAaaaaAAAannnnTTTTTTT iiIIittt!!!
Ysabet: You do realise that you reverted to your inner six-year old right there?
Icka!: Yes. Don't care. I WANT it. It's like -everything- I want in a machine, right there, in my price range. I waaaaaaaaant it.
Ysabet: Wow. You're like in serious lust over this thing aren't you?
Icka! *deadpan*: Yes. I totally creamed my pants over it. >P
*Ysabet puts head on arms and laughs.*


-details later if I get it. ^___^

Ysabet: "First it was experimental chicken, now it's experimental voice posting."
Icka!: "Just so long as you're not combing the two."
Ysabet: ".... Experimental voice chicken?"
Icka!: "Experimental chicken posting."

[Edit: Oh, gods. You can hear me cackle.]

The Abominable Snowbeast fell into the fortunately occupied bathtub.

Ysabet sodomised buggered finger-banged a little itty bitty tiny owl.

All five of the kitten's braincells joined together to form a hentai team.

-and only one of those was a verbal miss-statement.

*runs and hides* m'soooooooo dead


[Edit: *Around Midnight, in the chatroom*
Icka!: "So in three days, it's Obachan's birthday. Three days after that, it's Allie's birthday and three days after that, it's my birthday! Hee!"

Okay, Ysabet's laughing at me, which means I should prolly post this.

( Icka's gleeful summary of YGO-R 41 )

And on the 'Small World' category, Janime --who runs our favourite Yu-Gi-Oh! site-- her sister Jane is the one who ran the first english Magic Kaito site and Detective Conan's Mystery Files. ^__^

*Icka! is getting ready for a shower*
*Ysabet yells from the other room, where she's trying to wind a ball of yarn*
*Icka! wraps towel around self and walks into the living room*
Icka!: Spot?
Ysabet: Spot. Damn cat was after the yarn.
*Spot wanders into the living room again, streaches, casually places one paw on the yarn, then the other.*
Ysabet: SPOT!
*Spot rolls over and attempts to look innocent.*
*Icka! glances between the cat and the bathroom a few times.*
Icka!: I'm gonna streak, if that's okay with you.
Ysabet: That's fine.
*Icka! tosses the towel over the cat, picks up the cat and the towel, scurries into the bathroom*
Icka!: I'm gonna keep her into the bathroom with me.
Ysabet: Thanks.
*Icka! shuts the door, drops the towel and the cat and dives into the shower to hide in the spray as the cat climbs out of the towel because the cat won't risk the water to attack Icka!.*

... I've been getting evil glares from the cat all night. I think she took her revenge on my skirts...

Right. New work scheduale, 3-8. Which knocks me down to 25 hours a week, but I won't be going mental anymore, which is good. Funny bit? I got a phone call from a Mr. Easter yesterday. ^_____^

... and Ysabet's attempt to clean up the fishfood that one of the ferrets knocked over due to his bizzare fixation on the fish. The ferrets think this is marvelous fun and are trying to help. Really.

I have fishfood in my shoe....

[Edit: We have now discovered that one of the ferrets will either gleefully snorkle or bob for guppies if given half a chance.
And then run around and frantically attempt to dry his head off on any avaliable surface... *howls with laughter*]

... Ysabet wants to find a 'Dominatrix for Dummies' book now....

(she's cheerfully saying this while ironing clothing, which somehow makes it worse)