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Thanks, Ariala ... I try not to be too gross, but sometimes I just can't help myself.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 28, 2006 at 7:13 AM
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However, turned out to not quite be what any of us were expecting/hoping for, FionaJean.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 28, 2006 at 7:11 AM
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Unfortunately, Darrke, she did.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 28, 2006 at 7:10 AM
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Thank you, Symphony.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 28, 2006 at 7:09 AM
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LOL, that was amusing, except the part about swallowing your own
vomit.
posted by
Ariala
on June 28, 2006 at 6:45 AM
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Hi M,
Got to go with your brother on this one. I've watched enough horror movies to know that going up there is sure to lead to a horrible death.
You'd kill two birds with one stone. (No annoying girlfriend and firmly establishing that the attic is a no go zone.)
posted by
fionajean
on June 28, 2006 at 5:55 AM
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Pro-Wrestling + Puking
= contact with the spirit world. I'm not so sure on this one...hope the girlfriend survives.
posted by
DarrkeThoughts
on June 28, 2006 at 4:51 AM
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hahaha....Your posts always make me laugh...
posted by
_Symphony_
on June 28, 2006 at 2:12 AM
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LOL 
posted by
syzygy
on June 27, 2006 at 11:26 PM
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Yes, it would.
Keep in mind, I'm a member of NOW.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 11:24 PM
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....hmmmm.....and quite nicely I would say.....except that that would be TOTALLY improper......
Samhain_Moon 
posted by
syzygy
on June 27, 2006 at 11:17 PM
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Well, I didn't say I looked like one ...
besides, I eventually grew into my body.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 11:14 PM
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Thank you, Azur, I appreciate that ...
Sometimes it's difficult to suitably encapsulate my experiences within a single screen.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 10:55 PM
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Wimbledon, which is tennis, holds a special place in my heart, Samhain ...
I was going to save the story for a post, actually, but long story short:
Growing up my dream was to become a tennis star like my idol, Martina Hingis. However, my evil mother's plan was for me to become a ballerina (seriously). Fortunately, her dream was shattered as I quickly grew too tall ... plus possessed all the grace and dexterity of a newborn giraffe.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 10:53 PM
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A nice detailed account
particularly the
vomit
posted by
Azur
on June 27, 2006 at 10:52 PM
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Wimbledon? 
Doesn't that have something to do with "sports"? I never understood chicks who were into sports. I mean, my God, if I'M not into sports, how can a chick be into sports? You might as well just be guy - and who needs guys anyway? Samhain_Moon
posted by
syzygy
on June 27, 2006 at 10:44 PM
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I'm building suspense (leading up to tomorrow morning's post), Samhain.
Oh, and I should be back in full form (posting daily) by next week. (Once Wimbledon is over.)
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 10:41 PM
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Why would I own a shotgun, Trevor?
I mean, not only is the place surrounded by a gate, but, due to all the rain we've been experiencing here, we now practically have a moat as well.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 10:38 PM
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WHAT? Am I going to have to sit up all night waiting for you to post another installment? I'm beginning to wonder if you are taking your blogging seriously enough. Samhain_Moon
posted by
syzygy
on June 27, 2006 at 10:15 PM
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Don't you have a shotgun?
Load up and shoot the place up. I wouldn't send a person up... I would just send my pet rock
posted by
Trevor_Cunnington
on June 27, 2006 at 9:52 PM
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Thank you and you're welcome, Sophistie ...
you just received another one in fact.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 6:23 PM
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I Hope Your Stomach Problems Get Better
Will wait to hear more. Thanks for your comments! That is a baffling phenomena for me!!
posted by
Dr_JPT
on June 27, 2006 at 6:19 PM
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I just hope we don't end up with her blood on our hands ...
Or,
even worse, our clothes.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 6:11 PM
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LOL. Sounds like a plan!
posted by
Afzal_Sunny7
on June 27, 2006 at 5:57 PM
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Also, to whom it may concern:
I corrected a few minor (barely perceptible) grammatical mistakes. You see, I was rushed at the time of posting, plus sans my usual editor.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 5:41 PM
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Thanks for dropping by, Kingmi.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 5:40 PM
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Maybe so, Ann ... though I highly doubt it.
I don't think we have any of either in the house.
I guess we'll have to wait and see.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 5:39 PM
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Mlle, LOL
posted by
kingmi
on June 27, 2006 at 4:01 PM
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Could the noise have been caused by rats or rotting furniture falling? Lol.
10 clicks is delivered. Thanks for playing.
(A)
posted by
A-and-B
on June 27, 2006 at 3:24 PM
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Thank you, Franciscan ...
My best friend says that, through this blog plus my personal website, I'm perfecting the art of the pointless anti-climax.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 2:17 PM
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Could there be a more perfect victim, Bel?
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 2:15 PM
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Situation, conflict, suspense, climax, anticlimax. A story well done.
posted by
franciscan
on June 27, 2006 at 2:15 PM
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Excellent point, SilverMoon.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 2:14 PM
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Actually, I think I love her more than he does, Ann ...
she's the little sister I never wanted.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 2:14 PM
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LOL
The unsuspecting girlfriend!
posted by
bel_1965
on June 27, 2006 at 2:12 PM
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Maybe your sacrificial offering
will put the spirits to rest long enough for your brother to find a new girlfriend.
posted by
SilverMoon7
on June 27, 2006 at 2:04 PM
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I thought Pavel loves Michelle enough not to put her at risk.
(A)
posted by
A-and-B
on June 27, 2006 at 1:54 PM
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I'm not sure, Cesium ... I'd have to ask my brother.
Though that's a topic I'd really rather not delve into with them.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 12:50 PM
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She's still at work, but otherwise fine, Samhain ...
Meanwhile, I'm hoping Michelle can retrieve the tape from the video camera while she's up there, too. However, that might alert her to potential danger.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 12:49 PM
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I think you need an innocent. Does she qualify?
posted by
AlienInsomniac
on June 27, 2006 at 12:47 PM
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The scariest part of this is where your swallowed your vomit. The second scariest part is where you shared that little tidbit (no pun intended) with us naively innocent Blogiteers who did not know what you were about to do. Sending the girlfriend up to the attic is a very good idea and is a very old trick. Hunters will tell you that the Bucks let the Does enter a clearing first. If nothing happens to them; well, it must be safe. You're doing nothing wrong. You're simply following Darwin's laws. Samhain_Moon p.s. how's your mother?
posted by
syzygy
on June 27, 2006 at 12:43 PM
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And I've had to do so without the benefit of getting drunk, Aaron ...
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 27, 2006 at 12:21 PM
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Tequila!
Have you hugged your toilet today?
posted by
AaronB
on June 27, 2006 at 12:09 PM
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