{{{Aimee}}}
Yay, vw! I'm excited on your behalf and can't wait to hear how you like the musical.
That's one spunky little girl you've raised. I'm gonna eat her.
The Mayor ,'End of Days'
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.
Anne W. - Mar 19, 2005 2:59:17 am PST #7900 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
vw bug - Mar 19, 2005 3:03:42 am PST #7901 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
When I was at the spa the other day, another woman came in for a manicure. She had just seen it last weekend and told me how amazing it was and how much I was going to adore it. So, now I can't wait even more!
It's funny, 'cause I've wanted to see this ever since Hec told me it was being developed. I asked for tickets for my birthday last year, and that's what I got. But it's taken me nine months to actually be able to see it. The anticipation is killing me :) In some ways, though, I'm glad I've had to wait so long, because now I may actually remember it.
Deena - Mar 19, 2005 3:37:38 am PST #7902 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Yay for vw fun! I've spread out my birthday celebration a long time, but never 9 months.
{{Aimee}}
Aidan woke me at 7:30 this morning. Bleah.
The store that advertised the pretty entertainment center did not have it. They had an ugly one they would have sold us instead, but we decided that it looked like it would make a very attractive climbing tool, so we passed. We looked at 4 stores; no luck. Instead, I ordered a couple of tall bookshelves from Staples for a ridiculously low amount and with free delivery. We're going to put one on each side of the fireplace and put the components on the top two shelves of the one that will then be nearest the TV.
The link to the bookshelves, in case anyone else is interested. The sale ends today: [link]
vw bug - Mar 19, 2005 3:41:59 am PST #7903 of 10001
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Evil store, Deena! I'm glad you were able to find something that will work, though. Those are great sales! Too bad I don't actually need any bookshelves right now :)
Ok...must get showered and packed.
Deena - Mar 19, 2005 3:43:29 am PST #7904 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Not need bookshelves?
I could understand not have room for more...
I don't...is that real English?
vw bug - Mar 19, 2005 4:07:45 am PST #7905 of 10001
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Ok...it probably is more that we don't have room for anymore. But, we have pretty well made due with what we do have.
Ginger - Mar 19, 2005 4:15:42 am PST #7906 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I have no more walls for bookshelves. This does not keep me from buying books.
vw bug - Mar 19, 2005 4:37:20 am PST #7907 of 10001
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And we're off...
Have a good weekend, everyone!
Nora Deirdre - Mar 19, 2005 4:56:40 am PST #7908 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Ah, Saturday morning. How I have missed you. Why can't every morning be a Saturday morning? My one day off this week. My precious!
Living wills and last wishes, eeeee... I guess we should get on that.
Job anxiety and other anxiety in general has led Tom to suggest that perhaps I should get back into therapy, due to high stress and drifting toward depression. Blah. I so do not want to deal.
I had other stuff to comment on, but now I can't remember.
I get to go to Lush today! YAY!
Pix - Mar 19, 2005 4:59:12 am PST #7909 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Morning, Nora!
Job anxiety and other anxiety in general has led Tom to suggest that perhaps I should get back into therapy, due to high stress and drifting toward depression. Blah. I so do not want to deal.
FWIW, I so hear you. Therapy hurts. I know, I know, it ultimately helps, too...but it is so damn hard and forces you to confront things that you don't really want to confront. ("Can't I just keep hitting snooze? I'm not ready to get up yet.")
Anyway. You're right; at least it is Saturday morning! Ah, glorious Saturday...