Heh, so now we know which web site with which to give Hec the Clockwork Orange treatment.
Xander ,'Lessons'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[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.
Gods, I have kitten cravings so bad. Some women get baby cravings, I get kitten cravings. So tiny and fluffy and trusting! And not likely to poop all over you, because Mama Cats take care of that little chore.
I miss when Shadow was small enough to fall asleep in my cupped hands.
t /pathetic cat lady . . .
Never gonna close that tag, am I.
One class done...actually went fairly quickly. Now I have to occupy myself for two hours. I have lots of homework/reading to do, but not motivation. Who stole it? Come on...fess up!
There's apparently an evil motivation-stealing fiend haunting the internet and attacking without warning.
There's apparently an evil motivation-stealing fiend haunting the internet and attacking without warning.
Also, it can only be defeated by napping.
...I'm pretty sure. Anyway, I volunteer for testing this theory.
There's apparently an evil motivation-stealing fiend haunting the internet and attacking without warning.
Well, I'm glad to know that it's not my fault I feel totally unmotivated.
t sits back, surfs the web, ignores work
A cow-orker of mine was walking by while I was playing kittenwar. He's going to have his wife load up some pictures, hee. We sat here longer than we should have, oops. Vile (I mean cute) game.
Vile (I mean cute) game.
In a competition between kittenwar & cat-stacking which one would win?
t evil grin
Also, it can only be defeated by napping.
I'm thinking a weekend of scotch and DVDs might also ward it off. However, I will be unable to test that as I'll be spending the weekend doing stuff for my parents.
Someone else want to see how it works?
sits back, surfs the web, ignores work
Motivation and productivity are currently at war in my brain and their conflict is spilling onto my keyboard. I've gotten some things done, then I return to slacking, then I get jarred back into usefulness. It's hell, I tell you. Sheer hell.
Also, I am gronkly and it is nearly lunch. WUWT? I must re-caffeinate.