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[cleolinda]

Oh my God, I feel like I've been hit by a truck.

So, after ascertaining that Luis Guzmán is nowhere near, I slip downstairs for another slice of the Pizza of Dreams and discover Sister Girl studying for her sauce exam. (I go to get some tea and the refrigerator is full of red wine and Gruyère. It's like France exploded in our fridge.) She's just transmogrified espagnole into demi-glace, and Mom is helping her get the béchamel started, and I get the hell out of there.

I go to bed early. Suileabháin's diagnosis is consumption, and he may not be far wrong.

Sister Girl drives off to Cullman to meet Boyfriend halfway from Huntsville, blah blah still don't like him blah. Mom wakes me up to tell me that she's going to call me when she turns around to come home, because I'm the one who will... be up... late...?

One o'clock: She calls me. Great. Zzzzzz.

One-forty: OMG OMG OMG could I PLEASE come outside to the car and help her bring stuff inside because Boyfriend and his friends just called her and said that they had just seen a UFO, and it was making jet sounds, and people in UFO stories report seeing six white lights AND GUESS WHAT IT HAD OMG SIX WHITE LIGHTS WTF!!

Cleo: "Are you sure it wasn't... just... a jet with six white lights?"

Sister Girl: *cries*

I was going to argue that, if it was in fact an alien spaceship, it was totally headed in the opposite direction and would get Boyfriend, not her, but decided that this was counterproductive logic AT TWO IN THE MORNING.

Three-forty: I wake up choking and hacking on some sort of hot bile in my throat (I'm sure the aliens put it there after they were done with their fly-by probe). I medicate that with a cherry-pineapple Fusion Lifesaver, because those things are good.

Nine-fifteen: ...Except when you wake up six hours later and the residue left in your mouth is foul.

So now I'm trying to eat breakfast (Leggo my Eggo, Luis Guzmán!), and I feel like hell on a stick. I was going to say something else, but I think I'm going back to bed now. I'm horribly behind on my email, if you've written and haven't gotten a reply back, so I'm going to try to work on that later today.

Comments

[thesaneminority.livejournal.com]

That first part made no sense. You made my head explode.

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

Well, read yesterday's entry, and then try it again. It probably won't get any better, though.

[sigma7.livejournal.com]

You're such a devoted and dedicated sister. A lesser mortal would've dished out some severe throttling, or at least, barely-restrained mockery.

...Of course, you're overlooking the ever-present possibility that Luis is working with the aliens....

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

You're such a devoted and dedicated sister

Heh. Sister Girl would so take issue with you on that.

[unanon.livejournal.com]

the refrigerator is full of red wine and Gruyère. It's like France exploded in our fridge.)

*meeble* My taste-buds when completely insane when I read this line. Boy...it better be lunchtime soon.

Gruyere is my favorite cheese ever, y'know. I love the nutty flavor. Mmm... Also, I live in the middle of BFE; I have to drive at LEAST 25 miles to get some Gruyere since the local Wal-Mart that miraculously had it for 5 months decided to stop carrying it. I hate them so much.

*craves fondue*

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

Awww. I haven't looked into it myself, but there's got to be some cheap way to order hard-to-find groceries off the internet on a regular basis, because there's a taco sauce I seem to be able to find only one place in town. And that fabulous ice cream that's nowhere but this OTHER store. And those pudding pops we can't find anywhere but Publix. Damn.

[georgie21.livejournal.com]

I remember this little e-mail grocery store thing. You'd order your groceries online, and they send them to you. I don't know if they do that out of Canada or not... but, http://www.grocerygateway.com/

They even send you a little magnetic grocery list that you can stick on your fridge and write on with little black markers! Or, they used to, anyway.

[edda.livejournal.com]

I have to drive at LEAST 25 miles to get some Gruyere since the local Wal-Mart that miraculously had it for 5 months decided to stop carrying it. I hate them so much.

Mine, too. Wal Mart's trying to get hip with this fancy packaging for some of their deli/frozen foods stuff, but then they stop carrying the good cheese and I have to drive over to Kroger to get it, where it's more expensive than it ever was at Wal Mart. Dammit.

[longleggedgit.livejournal.com]

*falls out of chair laughing*
I'm sorry. I really shouldn't laugh, because that sounds like the night from hell, but idea of my sister waking me up at one-forty for a UFO . . . XD
Hope you sleep better tonight. ^_^;;

[vivian-shaw.livejournal.com]

Hope you feel better.

And really, don't aliens have anything better to do than buzz your sister and her boyfriend and insert secretions into your pharynx? From what I understand, they're trying to either a)take over or b)destroy Earth, and I fail to see how either of the aforementioned activities have anything to do with world domination or destruction.

Eh, maybe Karellen's getting bored.

[fanofall.livejournal.com]

GOOD GRIEF!

"And the award for surreality goes to..... cleolinda!"

What a crazy night. On top of your already completely crazy day. I'm sending you virtual pats on the shoulder and cookies...

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

For serious, yo. (And thanks. *munch*)

[slammerkinbabe.livejournal.com]

LOL! OH my GOD, if any relative of mine ever woke me up at 2 am to tell me there was a UFO and I needed to come help (?) RIGHT NOW...

I'm trying to figure out what I would do, but I can't stop laughing long enough to think of anything. My Lord.

[alitaorg.livejournal.com]

what play refers to a sister as sister girl? cat on a hot tin roof?

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

I don't know offhand--I just chose it as an alias because... well, she's my sister, and we're Southern. Also, she went through a "I am totally black on the inside, why do you ask?" phase in her early teens. It seemed fitting.

(I do think there's a play that refers to someone as "Sister Woman"--this may be Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, but I'm not sure.)

[suitcasegnome.livejournal.com]

I think I've heard someone else use "Sister Girl", but... uh, don't quote me on that.

[alitaorg.livejournal.com]

it is! a most remarkable play.

Aww!!

[christigilly.livejournal.com]

Hey, maybe a good musical will make you feel better... or not, depending on what you're into. Anyway, I hope you feel better soon. My thoughts and prayers are with you.

Oh, and tell your sista no more X-files. That sho can be dangerous in the wrong hands : O)

Re: Aww!!

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

You know what's weird? She actually *did* dig up my old X-Files tapes to watch with her (female) friend this weekend. But the boyfriend & co.--the ones who supposedly saw the UFO--weren't there to watch them. So... weird.

Coast to Coast AM

[sodafiend.livejournal.com]

You really need to call into the show with that one! Coast to Coast would love that story! (http://www.coasttocoastam.com)

I'm behind on everything, because I needed to take a rest. Don't worry about it.
Sometimes you've just got to take some "me" time.

[theatre-angel.livejournal.com]

Aww, that's no good. :-( ::hugs:: I really hope things get better...especially your sleep cycle.

[arayuldaiel.livejournal.com]

"Nine-fifteen: ...Except when you wake up six hours later and the residue left in your mouth is foul."

Urgh, I know what you mean. Except that on my part it was a strawberry Cremesaver...yucky.

*huggles* Hope you feel better. If getting more sleep doesn't work, take Lupin's advice and have some chocolate.

[malenky-devil.livejournal.com]

One o'clock: She calls me. Great. Zzzzzz.

A friend once woke me up at the same time to ask what day it was. I was so pissed at him.


Leggo my Eggo, Luis Guzmán!

That shouldn't have made me laugh as much as it did. Somehow I now have this epic battle between you and Luis Guzman playing out in my head. Who will be the victor? Find out next episode on "Cleo vs. Luis Guzman: The Fight for the Last Eggo."

[malenky-devil.livejournal.com]

Also, OMG, I changed the channel on my TV to a Denns Leary movie and who pops up on my big screen? Luis Guzman!

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

My theory is that I would win, because he would be too busy rolling his eyes and mumbling, "You gonna fight me for a waffle? I don't think so," to see me coming with The Unbearable Pointiness of Forks.

[malenky-devil.livejournal.com]

I have my money on you. God the mental image of you duking it out with Guzman is hilarious. If I didn't have willp power, I'd draw a mini-comic. Also, Luis Guzman is hard to draw, I assume.

[illmantrim.livejournal.com]

fires off my anti-alien guns and hunkers down with cookies and soda

[edda.livejournal.com]

One day I expect you to write a book about your sister. And I will pay full retail for it, too.

[coconut-zebra.livejournal.com]

I saw something like that UFO once!!!!

*crickets*

No, seriously. except there were only 3 lights and they were different colors. (cleo: that's nice...)

And I think the one you saw was on History Channel or Travel Channel or something (cleo: omg this girl's a freak.)