(((Lee)))
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Ima lie down in case the drugs decide to work. I don't want to miss a window. May tommorrow be better!!!
Shakes tiny fist at world that hurts friends' brains.
I think Captain Jack might be a magic fish.
Captain Jack came back wrong.
PC, go you! That's fabulous! I think it's a sign for you. Make sure you listen.
Captain Jack came back wrong.
Bwah!
That bit of defeated feeling is back a little this morning. The paper still isn't written. BUT I did a ton yesterday, and I'm going to list it here so I can remind myself that I got stuff done that needed to be done and that it's ok. This was my own deadline. I still have time to actually get it done. I'd like to have it done, but it's ok that it's not.
So yesterday I:
- wrote a series of 8 haikus and revised them two or three times
*wrote a series of two tankas and revised them twice
*did laundry
*wrote a critical response to a poem of my choice from our anthology and revised it
*revised two other poems for class
*ate three meals
*walked Toto three times
*showered
*did dishes (albeit, not all of them, but still)
*went to therapy
*ran errands
*visited J in the hospital
That's quite a list for me. So, now I'll just see what I can do on the paper today.
vw, I would love to stay and talk, but I got tired from reading your list. I wonder whose going to get the children off to school while I sleep?
What the hell! I'll be over in about 20 minutes. I'll get those kids off to school before I run off to school myself :)
You have a nice nap!
ROCK!
snores through sore nose
I'm here for you, girl.
Victor Vito and Freddy Vasco
Ate a burrito with Tobasco
They put it on their rice
They put it on their beans
On their rutabegas
And on their collard greens
Hey Victor! (Hey Victor!)
Hey Freddy! (Hey Freddy)
Let's eat some (let's eat some)
Spaghetti (spaghetti)
Hey Victor! (Hey Victor!)
I'm ready (I'm ready)
To eat some spaghetti
With Freddy...
Sorry, Bitches. Just exorcising an earworm from Noggin. My deepest apologies to Cashmere and Deena, who may now pick it up.