Just popping in to say Not!Pregnant either. That I know of, anyway.

I love the cello scrolls. I also love the idea of flames or crackles of energy coming out of the tat. The wings idea rocks, as well.

(I said this in my LJ) -- since I'm a writer, I would get a really cool tat of a fountain pen with a swell nib (no inkwell, though, and no feather on the pen), *except* the scar is so freaking low that it would look like I have a pen sticking out of my ass. And that's not the look I'm going for.

Also not it.

I said hi in Natter, Bells, but welcome, again.

Yeesh to all the snow upcountry. Safe driving, to those that must. Warm clothes, steaming baths and showers, and soft comfy clothes to those who arrive after having driven.

Feelbetter-ma to Deena's back.

Tep, I like the idea of flames or wings, too. The cello scrolls are pretty, but...inert. And you've been energized since the surgery. The tat should show that, I think.

Ok. I just got a HUGE indication that I need to majorly chill about Emily's birthday party. Whoo. I can be a big dodo head sometimes.

Tep, I like the idea of flames or wings, too. The cello scrolls are pretty, but...inert. And you've been energized since the surgery. The tat should show that, I think.

That's an interesting take on it -- the inert/energized idea. Because my thinking was that I want scrolls (or something similar) because I don't like the scar and I just want something pretty there, and because my back deserves to be adorned.

Lesson of the day.

If you're sitting around in a bathrobe when you know that UPS is going to attempt a delivery between 2pm and 5pm, they are CERTAIN to come while you're sitting around in your bathrobe.

You may want to rethink that next time you're expecting a delivery.

Fascinating story on how the tsunami is forcing cartographers and mariners to rethink things.

WASHINGTON - Water depths in parts of the Straits of Malacca, one of the world's busiest shipping channels off the coast of Sumatra, reached about 4,000 feet before last month's tsunami. Now, reports are coming in of just 100 feet — too dangerous for shipping, if proved true.

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Our birthday is in five weeks...what are the chances we might be able to get together sometime around it if I headed down to DC? I can't come down that actual weekend, but maybe in early March?

I know. And I'll still be a year older than you. Early March should be fine. I know March 16-18 DF and I have to do our Engaged Encounter stuff. Just let me know.

I'm sorry about asshatty IRS. I smite them! Smite! (If I smite them hard enough, maybe I can put off the 36-state tax return nightmare that is our every spring, too).

Thank you, and thanks to everyone for the support. It's nerve-wracking, and the last thing I needed right now. Consider yourselves hugged and kissed, as innocently or naughtily as your hearts desire.

Edited to make subjects and verbs agree properly. I am so anal.

Ha, vw, btdt. Timelies! totally on a feedback high cause everybody loves my new fic so much. There is no dialogue I can't capture, no genre I can't make my bitch.(Ok, my ego must have gotten most of that!)

Hey everyone! I'm enjoying a lovely snow day--one of the perks of an hourlong (and interstate) commute is that my boss is quite firm about me not coming in when the roads are bad. YAY.

I fell to the Communists yesterday, so it can't be me.

Ooh! This is now my new favorite euphemism for the occasion, replacing "My grandmother fell off the roof". (FTR, I am also most definitely not preggers.)

Welcome, Bells! It's nice to meet you. Give billytea many hugs for us, okay?

Wicked cool tat, Kristin! I think I remember you mentioning that you were thinking about getting a tattoo of that symbol. It's beautiful.