Happy New Year, ChiKat, wherever you are! *g*
When Bitches and Natter had each others names in their titles last month, I was making that mistake all the time.
Harmony: Somebody remembered to pick me up the sweetest unicorn. Guess someone was feeling guilty for standing me up in tenth grade. Brad: What? Had to get her something. She sired me. Peaches: Sire-whipped.
'Beneath You'
Natter 31 But Looks 29
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Topic!Cindy - Dec 31, 2004 12:05:46 pm PST #1971 of 10002
What is even happening?
ChiKat - Dec 31, 2004 12:13:52 pm PST #1972 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Thanks, Sean & Cindy! Sean, have fun at your parents'. Hopefully it won't be too bad.
I just emailed off the paper. I'm at the point where I'm just happy it's done. Woot! Now, I'm gonna go to Target and do a wee bit of shopping then head home.
Happy New Year, Buffistas! You are all a bright spot in my life.
Kat - Dec 31, 2004 12:27:29 pm PST #1973 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I'm stuffed from breakfast still. Stuffed and a little oogie feeling.
I think that might be remedied by a nap, but I bet we're going to Ikea instead.
Kat - Dec 31, 2004 12:34:36 pm PST #1974 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Also, all of you who didn't have breakfast with Lee missed her very beautiful cranberry colored sweater.
Lee - Dec 31, 2004 12:49:16 pm PST #1975 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I had a nap!
I still feel a little oogy though.
My sister gave me the sweater for Christmas.
Calli - Dec 31, 2004 12:56:52 pm PST #1976 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Speaking of mimosas -- well, Sean was -- does one need more than oj and champagne for mimosas? I thought that was all there was to them, and then I looked them up online and saw all these references to triple sec, marichino cherries, grand marinier, etc. I had been planning on bringing them to a friends NYD brunch tomorrow, and now I'm all intimidated.
sarameg - Dec 31, 2004 1:05:49 pm PST #1977 of 10002
I've been invited to two different shindigs and I'm staying home and liking it. I like the people, just....nah.
Also? Trying to help my mom use her computer and troubleshoot via email? Sucks.
I braved target and got myself a snuggly soft bathrobe (faux cashmere) and dish soap and printer paper. I use giftcards for such exciting stuff!
I need to figure out where to find a piece of 5x6.5 glass (broke a picture frame,) a frame for some peruvian watercolors mom gave me and non-bed pillowshams/covers. I suppose I could make the latter, but that would require getting a sewing machine and swearing a whole helluva lot. Me!=crafty.
Lee - Dec 31, 2004 1:07:45 pm PST #1978 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I have always just had oj and champagne in mine, Calli.
Never had any complaints either.
Calli - Dec 31, 2004 1:16:05 pm PST #1979 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Oh, good. Thanks, Lee. I shouldn't worry -- they'll get champagne in the a.m. (well, barely -- 11ish) and that should be tasty enough for anyone.
Heh. ETA: This quote popped up when I made this post.
I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more.
§ ita § - Dec 31, 2004 1:17:25 pm PST #1980 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I got out of work early, and my parents aren't home. I feel I should make the most of it, but may instead nap.
Which would be mosting...