Right on. Chilling.
Thanks for cutting my crazy down to size.
I'ma go to bed now. Donating blood one day and then hosting the communist invasion the next -- well, it makes a girl really, really, tired.
To bed, to bed, said Sleepyhead.
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Right on. Chilling.
Thanks for cutting my crazy down to size.
I'ma go to bed now. Donating blood one day and then hosting the communist invasion the next -- well, it makes a girl really, really, tired.
To bed, to bed, said Sleepyhead.
Have acquired dessert. To go. Because I am full and content.
Now I want Teucher and that mushed Spader/Sutherland guy.This could make my night perfect. Damn, I really need to call him. (In a friendly way, he is -- alas -- encoupled matrimonially. In a good way.)
Brought you out of your shell, did they?I am trying to be subtle in my plans to take over. Soon I will prepare a cocoon under my desk and world domination will be mine, mine I say. Or, you know, a nice spot to nap occasionally.
Tep, boys 'r not prone to misty veils of reason. They want to talk to you, they call. It's their thing. And, frankly, very confusing.
she already at 15 months uses at least 5-6 words in ways that strongly suggests she understands them and is using them deliberately.Yay Annabel. I'm glad the checkup went well.
Off to look at 'fista pics...
OMG!
The end of the Smallville ep with Johnny Cash singing Hurt and Michael Rosenbaum looking tortured??????? Shattered?
OMG!
Turns out you can smoosh the Keifer with the Spader with the Rosenbaum. And I can go to my bunk.
This reminds me of the Tick. "Babies, chum: tiny, dimpled, fleshy mirrors of our us-ness, that we parents hurl into the future, like leathery footballs of hope. And you've got to get a good spin on that baby, or evil will make an interception!"Dude! I must tag!
Tag, hell. That is SO gonna be my next custom-made onesie.
And Tep, what everyone else said. A phone call is of the good, breathe, breathe, 's'okay.
And I am insanely jealous of you and Liese and her DH.
Holy mother of crikeys, 87 in my room. No wonder I feel like I am about to pass out. Emily sucks.
89 in the living room.
Hell would be more temperate.
The end of the Smallville ep with Johnny Cash singing Hurt and Michael Rosenbaum looking tortured??????? Shattered?
Heh. That was a great episode.
My hair isn't exactly short (well it doesn't get to my shoulders but it's not "Hec makes funny sounds" short.) but I am so glad I took the length off that I did. And I expect Kristin to come vouch for its cuteness at some point.
I vouch, I vouch! It's adorable and bouncy, much like Cass herself.
It's adorable and bouncy, much like Cass herself.
This assessment lines up with previous analysis, but pictures would help greatly, IJS.
That was a great episode.Sigh....
I would bounce but it is much too hot.
I just introduced myself to a neighbor. "Would'ja like to come over and help me get my a/c into the window?" Gentleman that he was, he lifted the a/c and not the window as I offered. It has dropped a degree. I might live. Seriously, San Diego should never ever ever be this hot and still. It's criminal at the housing prices we pay. Also? Could die.
I do owe Buffistas pictures though.
Wait? I am bouncy and adorable? I like the adorable thing though. Am I bouncy? Was it cooler when I was?
I am eating steak and spinach and mushrooms and several tablespoons of butter.
dr. atkins wuvs me