Just getting ready for work. (Booooo!!!)
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.
On a Saturday? Lame!
I'm still looking for a job.
Don't choose retail.
(Not that you would, but, you know. Can't be overstated.)
I'm a crazy rewriter today. I've rewritten 6 poems so far today. I am making this portfolio my bitch!
My head is large with ache and my house is large with the mess.
I need tylenol, caffiene and a maid.
Wow. Aimee is me. Although, I've had my caffiene allotment for the day.
vw, you could title the portfolio, "My Bitch"!
Um, just kidding.
Timelies to one and all. I've been to a funeral this morning, wrestled the baby into her crib for a nap, and made lunch. I'm pooped.
Much ~ma going out to -t, Aimee, and everyone who needs it.
Throws all-purpose sparkly ~ma to the heavens...
I think I'll take a shower and go to Lowes and get some plants.
A funeral, AmyLiz? Eek.
I woke up in the middle of the night feeling really crappy, and had to spend some time lying on the cool cool floor of my bathroom. No idea why. So when I woke up at a semi-decent hour, I looked at the clock, was surprised at the hour, and....rolled over and went back to sleep for several more hours.
Someone wanna give me motivation to do some cleaning and laundry this afternoon? I promise, I'll give it back for the evening, if you want it...
If you do your laundry, meara, I promise the next time I see Phil's WKFA I'll ask her what it was like to have love scenes with Gina Gershon.