Snoqualmie

i'm totally drooling.
It's amaaaaazing.

Thank you! Now I'm just waiting to see if I can perform photosynthesis yet. C'mon... c'mon...

And if you can ...
then we can eat you!
Awesome!

Could the Vegans eat you?
If they just ate your back, would you be person
...or berry and tomato?

Woman... or berry?! Tune in next week on the Sci-Fi Channel to find out!

bermato.

Bermato! It doesn't even matter whether you say it bear-mato or brr-mato. It's brilliant either way.

Tomerry?

too-merry? hmm i don't know.

since i didn't say it before, being too fascinated by the application of bermato, let me add also that this is soooooo gorgeous. at first, i was skeptical, i admit it, but now it's a huge viney tendril cornocopia on your back! i love it! it's so big! i love things which are so big they claim their own territory, though i am too shy to do it myself still. of course, i'm not a pain-wuss like you so i've got that going for me if i ever do decide to do it.

Not too-merry, toe-merry. Or rather, toe-MARE-y. The emphasis is important.

Thank you! I'm glad you appreciate my enormous huge eeeee how did it get so big? lovely viney thing. It is kind of terrifying how much space it takes up. It's still kind of sparse, though; when it's all done you'll still see lots of skin between the planty bits, which I'm happy about. I'd be scared of handing over such a big section of my skin to a tattoo if it were all going to be edge-to-edge color.

It's kind of taking on a life of its own. That little floaty leaf at the very bottom isn't actually a floaty leaf, it's just that a section of the stem was left out to make room for something else to cross through it. But it's kind of nice the way it's floating. It would be a shame to tie it down somewhere, right?

i dunno. southwards migrating leaves might become an issue if it's not secure. plus, it might feel left out. or the others, jealous. ostracization is nothing to scoff at. neither are ostriches.

Oh, and to clarify, it's not that I'm a big pain-wuss. The problem is that I'm a big needle-wuss, so much so that I have to lie down if I'm getting a shot at the doctor's office or I pass out. So just thinking about a needle going bzzt bzzz bzzzty bzzz bzzz into my skin makes me queasy and then I get all faint and green and that blood sugar thing starts happening (how does it know to happen when there are needles around?) and the room gets swimmy and the floor starts to seem like a good place to be.

That's the problem.

Ostriches? Ha! I'm not afraid of ostriches!

See me scoffing? That's right.

dood, ostriches can be very mean. and also they could break your foot if they stomped on it. or they could just run you over. fast little devils.

well, i'm really not a needle wuss, so that's ok too. unless it's one of those needle things for blood tests where you push the button and it stabs out of it's turtle shell quickly and is super tiny. i am not a WUSS about those, PER SE, but...ok, no i'm totally a wuss about those. because you can't see it coming! much like camouflage colored condoms. i like ponderous needles that approach you in plain visiblity, puncture, and withdraw. not itty-bitty turtle needles with camouflage that are sneaky bastards.

My current desktop picture at home is of the most inquisitive ostrich at an ostrich farm looking into my friend Erik's camera at very close range. Then it bit him. I think that qualifies as mean, yes. But I still scoff.

Jacob and I just watched Gattaca last night. You know those finger-pricking things they have to go through on the way in? After the first time it popped up and stabbed me I'd be sidling in sideways with one hand over my eyes and cringing and chickening out three times before I managed to make myself walk through and get stabbed. Agh! Especially with the sneaky little hissing fast noise. Noooo.

eric, you poor bastard. i bet you're not scoffing. you need to edify dianna on the errors of her way.

you know what i like best about gattaca? jude law. especially since he is crippled and thus can't escape me so easily. gimp.

He's also sulky and bitchy and alcoholic. Mmmm.

Does misspelling someone's name count as scoffing? You want to watch that, missy.

meem sworry, erik.