Yay! I'm glad you're still listening to your CDs. In your head.
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Yay! I'm glad you're still listening to your CDs. In your head.
I've been listening to Disc 2 in the car almost exclusively for about a week. I think you anticipated the Garden State soundtrack, man, because you have a lot of the same artists/types of music on there.
Heh. E-mail from Tim today (yay!). I'd mentioned the job at the PCA to him, and he replied "Way to go, Andrea Lloyd Webber."
Misguided and corny? Yes. But somehow, adorable.
(Would I have preferred Stephanie Sondheim? Of course. But, in all honesty, I'm happy he even knows who Webber is.) Also? Leave in March! Yay!
I think you anticipated the Garden State soundtrack, man, because you have a lot of the same artists/types of music on there.
Yeah, my brother and I were into Frou Frou way before they became cool. One of those "Damn, I'm glad so many people are discovering this awesome band, but DAMMIT WE KNEW THEM BEFORE THE MOVIE YOU POSEURS!!" things. Postal Service, also knew about via friends. I think those are the only two on that soundtrack. But glad you like Disc 2 so much! I know that has all the electronica/trip-hop stuff on it. And the female artists who go by their names, I think.
Late-to-the-party post, since I just sat through the most mind-numbingly dull PTA meeting ever...
Nonian, go with the orange juice for baby movement, but do drink it a little bit in advance as Plei suggested. And I have no better advice on the sex announcement than others have suggested, but I hope it goes well.
they used to sell padded bumpers that you could snap over the shopping cart handle
These are a wonderful thing. I'm not really germ paranoid either, but it just squicks me when Sara chews on the cart handle, which she does all. the. time. And the padded seats are great, too, for all the reasons Cash already mentioned.
“Crash & Rescue,” “Gravity Goes Haywire,” “No, YOU’RE A Big Silly” and “I’m Gonna Eat Your Fingers Mrrragh!”
Hee.
marty (and everyone else) - thanks for the advice. I may try and just tell him how I feel depending on how things go tomorrow. If I decide not to go that route, I think the "we are thrilled" thing will be the best way to put it.
The site Jessica linked to reminded me of my meeting today. My client wants a demo site that will show the features of his new web product. Except, when we met today, he kept saying, "but can't you make it do x? and y? All things his current website already does. So, if he wants to demo the actual product, why doesn't he just do that? Since I'm getting to learn new things and being paid for it, though, I'm not really complaining.
Sail, if you're sharing and it's no trouble, I'd really love to have a copy of the Deb glorification project.
As for the cost issue, I have spent as much as $125 on a dress, and would spend up to 150 if I had it and really wanted the dress. Shoes I mostly buy at payless or target when my feet are getting naked. Bags... I keep buying them (cheap ones), but mostly I stuff my wallet in my pocket and go. I'm enamoured of the eye-bleed pink bag, though. I need more pink in my life. Everything is green right now.
I went to the doctor today since my arms and hands have been going numb anytime I do much of anything. It turns out I'm suffering from "soft tissue impingement" pretty much all over my back, but mostly in my neck and shoulders. Basically, my muscles are too tight and they're pinching many nerves. No joint or disk damage anywhere, thankfully. I have to go to physical therapy 2x a week for a bit and take a new medication that I haven't yet googled, but that is supposed to "decrease irritability" and help me sleep.
Lilty, I hope you get the job if it's the right one for you.
P-C, lovely start to the Grand Adventure.
There may have been more, but it's gone in a fog of sleepiness.
Deena, I will have new stuff for the thing to send you by Sunday.
I stuttered.
(((Deena))) I shall send over Hans the Masseuse. No more pinchiness to you!