They've offered to do things, but it involves massive moving of stuff around and we've just fixed things ourselves. I *like* not having the landlord in my place. I'm actually rather surprised, because the house next door belongs to the landlord's parents, and landlord is waiting for them to die/move out so she can tear down all the buildings and put up a big complex.
'Shindig'
Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.
[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.
More Lily: [link]
Aww! Babies!
Okay, that's it, I need a baby right now. I presume this will involve having The Sex. And possibly getting married. Won't my mother be so happy.
Plei, Lilybean is so beautiful it makes my heart ache. Except for the picture where she's Peter Murphy baby, where she's just unrelentingly cooooool.
Oh, what am I doing up? Funny you should ask. Damn insomnia.
Connie, that sucks HUGE. Fuckers.
Damn, Buffista sprog are just the most attractive beings on the planet.
Emmett's the spitting image of his father, and Lily is jaw droppingly gaw-jus. That hair, and the angst! Mercy me.
Empress, there is no way that MM can deny the beautiful Em is his. She has this adult air about her that makes me want to concoct this lovely story about how she already has mastered everything and is just waiting for the rest of us to catch up.
Congrats to WindSparrow on the job-having!
connie, that completely sucks. I hope you find a better place toot sweet.
{{{vw}}}
sj, TG has all my job~ma from this point on.
...I think Maria said everything I wanted to say.
thinks
yep.
((((Connie)))) Wishing you all the -ma in the world, love.
Fay! Hi!!!!
Yes, I am feeling needlessly enthusiastic and should be in bed.
{{{Connie}}}
Lily is just so beautiful and photogenic.
Emily! Mwah!
No, no, I'm always happy to be greeted with enthusiasm, especially when naked at this time of the morning. Or in bed, for that matter.
Huh.
And so to the bath. I'm feeling all purposeful and get-things-done-ish. Yesterday I got a number of things done, today I shall go forth and sort out furniture of a bookshelf/storage space variety. Order will be mine. Yes yes.
The problem is, I posted pictures and am now greedy for feedback on the New Hair. Even though I should be long abed, having had a long and irritating day.
Oh, and I'd just like to say, some of the people who want to be teachers? Really shouldn't be. Jesus, people, bad enough you inflict your lack of social skills on other adults, but please, spare the children!
ETA: Er, none of the people here, obviously. People in my classes. Whiny, bitchy, quick-to-take-offense people in my classes.
How did I miss the pictures of the hair?
(It's okay to be picky about who gets to be a teacher. I have that opinion about some of my colleagues, for heaven's sake. I pretty much think that if you can't keep your own children under a modicum of control, and inspire a degree of respect, and set boundaries? What the hell do you think you're doing proposing to teach a whole flaming ROOM full of them?)