I saw zillions of new messages and freaked in the OhMyGodWhatHappenedIsEveryoneOkayOrDidSomeoneGetMarried kind of way. Then I realized it was just that the thread is dying. So I skimmed.
8:15 is a reasonable bedtime for a grown-up, right?
River: I didn't think you'd come for me. Simon: Well, you're a dummy.
'Serenity'
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.
Cass - Jul 11, 2005 6:17:38 pm PDT #9982 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
beth b - Jul 11, 2005 6:29:34 pm PDT #9983 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
8:15 is a reasonable bedtime for a grown-up, right?
that's the best thing about being a grown up - you get to decide.
meara - Jul 11, 2005 6:30:34 pm PDT #9984 of 10001
The thread is dying and we all come to mourn it...
Very Frustrating Thing: Talking to someone who is Very Far Away, and getting all het up. Damnit!
Connie Neil - Jul 11, 2005 6:31:01 pm PDT #9985 of 10001
brillig
I have a home! (for a given value of home, which is a place to stay until Hubby recuperates and we can find our own place)
Our friend Ron bought a townhouse when he was more gainfully employed, and he's struggled with finances for the past several months. Hubby went to him when our first option fell through, and tonight, after a chat with Hubby regarding how to cope with the cats and sharing a kitchen and such, he said, "Come ahead."
It's right next to a train yard (but I love trains), and he's giving us the master bedroom, which he wasn't using anyway. He's a horrific housekeeper, but that just means we're going to take over some of those chorse in exchange.
He didn't want to discuss it till after the surgery, but Hubby pointed out that he didn't want me sitting in a surgical waiting room fretting over not having a roof over our head on top of wondering what was happening in the OR. Ron said that made sense. This gives us a month and a half to get packed and ready and for Hubby to be mostly mobile.
In a DVD extra to my life's adventures, Hubby went in on Friday to get the blood work done for the surgical screenings, and the nurses said, "Oh, but your surgery's been cancelled. The insurance company ruled it non-essential and cancelled it." Hubby asked which lawyer did they recommend he contact, or should he just call the state and report the accountants for practicing medicine without a license, that they would countermand the orders of the best neurosurgeon in the state. After some waffling and panic, the surgery was reinstated.
If the gods insist on being bored, can't they amuse themselves by making me the unexpected heir to a hitherto-unknown rich aunt?
WindSparrow - Jul 11, 2005 6:31:20 pm PDT #9986 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Daniel may be killing one or more of my cats any minute now.
Their latest bout of wrestle-mania involved knocking over the fan that sits near his computer desk. No big deal? It took some panel from, I think, the Windoze machine out, as well.
They've both had time-out sessions tonight, one at a time at various moments. Next step is either being thrown into orbit, or a dual time-out for which we don't really have enough laundry baskets.
WindSparrow - Jul 11, 2005 6:34:32 pm PDT #9987 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Yay for Roof-having, Connie. Not so yay for crappy insurance crapola.
Dan says the panel on the puter was loose to begin with.
Whew.
Cass - Jul 11, 2005 6:36:24 pm PDT #9988 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Yep, I am going to bed early tonight. Right after I clean up the swarm of ants that invaded my kitchen today. Crikey.
I have a home!Yay! I hope the world stops trying to amuse itself with you now.
for which we don't really have enough laundry baskets.Don't wanna know. Don't wanna know. Don't wanna know. Don't wanna know. Don't wanna know. Don't wanna know. Don't wanna know.
How does a kitty time out work?
Lee - Jul 11, 2005 6:40:41 pm PDT #9989 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I give Ozzie the cat times out some time by locking him in his least favorite room.
No one at work mentioned my haircut at all today. I think everyone hates it.
SailAweigh - Jul 11, 2005 6:40:46 pm PDT #9990 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
connie, that is indeed good news on the home front.
I'm starting to think Shakespeare was wrong about lawyers; he should have said insurance companies, instead.
-t - Jul 11, 2005 6:40:54 pm PDT #9991 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Yay home for connie! And yay for DH knowing how to handle insurance nonsense - what a thing to try to pull!
I should go to sleep. And yet, tempted to stay up for the threat turnover...