will this day NEVER END? It's going by soooo slowly. My head hurts, I have cramps, it's dark and raining. BLARGH.

Nora, at least you're inside without the drenching. I'm home for a quick change of clothes before I run back out in the mess. Ick. Ick. Ick. I was SO drenched, though. Here's to getting to work with a little less wetness.

I know! It's so awful out there!

Note to self - don't skip'n'skim and then read the last line. For a moment, Cindy was all Wesleyish, and Erin was all Lilahish, and it was all very surprising.

Happy feet to Erin. Dry weather to Nora and vw. Also sympathies to Nora about sweet Arthur, and yays and woohoos to vw for getting stuff done. Whee to second-date for Fay, and what an interesting puzzle for bt, and I love Raquel's solution-scenario-thing.

Hot as fuck here. I cannot wait till October, when I can breathe outdoors. It's muggy, and every vapourous airborne waterdrop attracts multipollutants and holds them in suspension. Breathing is just harder than it ought to be.

Plus? StY is watching/taping the BSG all-day marathon. In the same room where I'm trying to read and write.... I'm so not good with multiple simultaneous sources of input. Gritting teeth so as not to snap and bite. Urgh.

Fay, I'm still sorry we didn't kiss, and it's been years. I can't imagine feeling that way about something that was awful, at least now that the rest of the Star Wars films have come out. But I hear you on a lot of that other stuff.

Christopher and I have gone all year without a single visit from family members. I've made the four hour trip to Indiana at least a half dozen times in the past six months--if not more.

Now, it's July and EVERYONE is trying to schedule a weekend visit. When I wanted to do fun stuff (like travel) and home improvement jobs this month. So now I get to juggle schedules and hurt people's feelings.

Grrrrr.

Totally skippy and skimmy b/c today has been Computer Upgrade Hell (Day 2)....

Seem to be agreeing to go on second date with boy. Um. This evening. Er. Right. Am suffering attack of selfconsciousness about the whole being crap at kissing/making out/blahblahblahblah fifteen year old insecurity cakes

Fay, love, as someone who has personally macked on you, I can say with certitude that you are NOT crap at the kissing/making out part. (Not sure about the blahblahblahblah, as I'm unfamiliar with British slang....) (That last part was a joke.)

In any case. I have kissed many many people, ranging from icky to spectacular, and I can damn well vouch for your excellence at the whole kissing/making out thing. So there.

There was sex with John Cusak? And making out with Fay?

I miss all the good stuff.

ETA: Moving~ma to Cindy. That situation sucks.

Fay made out with John Cusack. On a camel. And then called Steph a two-bit hooker.

What?