I'm up. It's 7:30am on a Saturday morning. I don't want to be up. Oh, well.
Timelies, my Bitches!
'War Stories'
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I'm up. It's 7:30am on a Saturday morning. I don't want to be up. Oh, well.
Timelies, my Bitches!
Timelies. I don't want to be up, either. Being up means I have to paint.
Hey, vw! Not throwing up today, I hope.
That was kind of a freaky x-post, Anne.
Hi, P-C!
Painting is by far a lesser evil than any of the stomach ailments that have been going around the board. Still doesn't change the fact that I don't want to do it. What I think I'm going to do is work from 9:30 until 5:00 (when the natural life starts to be iffy), then reward myself with a couple of Wonderfalls eps and some ficw-writing time.
I now have 15 mins of loaf-time ready before I have to get ready for the day's labor.
Huh, since I was all hurty about Wonderfalls cancellation, I stopped reading the spoilers. I just ordered the DVD's and went back to read "Lovesick, My Ass". I'm completely broken. I can't wait for my DVD's to get here.
Note to self: Buy DVD player before Wonderfalls DVD's arrive.
I have coffee, and TJ's low fat french toast is in the oven. If it weren't for this morning thing, life might not be too bad.
Soon I will have coffee too. I think when Emily gets up I may make cinnamon rolls.
Note to self: Buy DVD player before Wonderfalls DVD's arrive.
Silly Cashmere.
Morning, all! Second Saturday in a row I am up before 10.
The world is trembling on its axis.
I had the delightful experience this week of teaching with the flu this week. Eww. OTOH, I only stayed home sick one day, and dragged mt sad ass in yesterday, which is kinda a major milestone for depressy ol- me, who usually uses a hangnail to justify a 3 day stinit in bed.
So, yeah me. It's sad, but I really am proud of myself for this.
Started Romeo and Juliet this week. Showed the Luhrmann movie first; it was hilarious, watching the kids watch it.
The sun is out here! It is so bright, the orb; it hurts me poor cave-dweller eyes, it's been so long. I am pallid and damp from lack of exposure to sunlight, like a startled mushroom.
Hey, Erin, there was no Alias this week.
It's sad, but I really am proud of myself for this.
It's something to be proud over...don't think it's sad. I know what a big deal that kind of stuff is.
I'm eating chips and salsa for breakfast...with my coffee. This is an interesting combo.