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[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.
Ah yes, I thought I had read that you were at a new school too. Lucky students.
Yep, I'm thinking I need to cut down on the feedings. The rate of growth on the boys is awful. B.Jr. no longer can wear regular men's socks; I have to buy extended size. He's only 13. He's over 6' and Bobby is over 5' and he's still 10. At least they all accept the rule of the house is that the oldest rules.
After midnight, strolling outside now. G'night all.
brenda, thanks. I'll do some more research too. I want to be sensitive, but realistic. Doing this would serious limit the amount of recipes I would be able to include as well, since I'm a cookbook cooker and baker, but I've still got a few "family" recipes. I could make you all try to figure out my grandpa's fudge recipe. Now that would be fun!
ION, I am wide awake...at 1:30 am. Yay! Guess trying to get by without my meds isn't such a good idea.
Woot! A's win on superfreaky play, take series from Angels and are now in first place by themselves.
Freaky Play: A's catcher Jason Kendall is on third. Bottom of the ninth. Angels pitcher throws beautiful slider but doesn't get the call. Stares in at umpire with sullen glare. Catcher throws ball back, but pitcher is too busy sulking. Snaps at ball with glove and MISSES and ball rolls toward second. Jason Kendall streaks into score the winning run. I have never seen that happen in something that wasn't a little league game.
Speaking of which, Emmett's team won 12-0 today. Emmett had a triple, double and single and played in his checkered Vans since they couldn't find his cleats.
Hey Raq, check it out. After the A's tough loss in the first game of the key series against the Angels, Bobby Kielty (who has a huge mane of red hair and has been called Ronnie Mac all year) showed up before yesterday's game looking like this. That'll get you loose. A's won of course.
That is so awesome! This is why I love the A's.
I wish I knew a small woman to come walk on my back. It feels like if it just went back into place, it would be fine.
Um...I'm standing right here!
Kristin, she probably just overlooked you. (ducks)
Ashiatsu.
Mal's babysitter is a shiatsu masseuse. He got a massage on Monday night, lucky devil.
Searching online, you will probably find sources for every possible pro and con for every aspect of copyright, because the actual law is vaguish and people have different opinions and different levels of risk aversion.
I am not what's known as "risk-adverse," so take as you will, but I don't think this cookbook project is going to come to anyone's attention enough to get our butts sued. I have no problem with including recipes from other cookbooks - I mean, we probably aren't taking buyers away from those books, which is the economic basis of IPR issues.
Woot! A's win on superfreaky play, take series from Angels and are now in first place by themselves.
OK, that's just juvenile, and clearly the A's deserved to take first. And here I was just hoping for a wildcard slot.
The other reason I love the A's - they do so well on such a small budget. Why do other teams still denegrate Beaneball?
Off to take Mallory to his follow-up vet checkup, although he's doing much better. He did throw up last night, but I'm not sure it was illness-related, as he appeared to be aiming for the cat.
We got back home this evening. That's the good news. The bad news is that the baby is sick and I am sick. Which just sucks ass.
Off to take Mallory to his follow-up vet checkup, although he's doing much better. He did throw up last night, but I'm not sure it was illness-related, as he appeared to be aiming for the cat.
Good luck! Poor Mal.
We got back home this evening. That's the good news. The bad news is that the baby is sick and I am sick. Which just sucks ass.
Poor Cash and O! I hope you guys feel better soon. Glad you're home, though.
Welcome home Cashmere and Owen!
The Zmayhem wedding CDs are so badass, I've been strutting through my commute all week long.
Tom and I went to a local hotel client event last night and (gasp) networked! Well, it's not so gasp-worthy for me, I can ramble on about stuff with just about anyone, especially with a gimlet or 2 in me, but Tom did some terrific conversation with a CEO of a local company. I was very proud of him, it's very tough for him to do.
Just woke up from very odd dream.
Post apocalyptic fanfic, apparently, as Buffy and Spike were travelling along together and came upon a settlement of humans under attack by demons. They got the demons sorted out, then vaulted over the wall to meet and greet the humans. Buffy was so discouraged at the state of things that she encouraged Spike to start drinking people, because letting them live would be giving them false hope. Spike responded by telling her he couldn't do that in front of her, so give him some room. When she went off by herself in the encampment, he started chatting with the people, and did not eat them.
If I were writing the fic on purpose, at this point some of them would volunteer for controlled feedings.
We got back home this evening. That's the good news. The bad news is that the baby is sick and I am sick. Which just sucks ass.
Oh, no. What kind of sick, Cashmere? I hope you both get better, right away.
Tom and I went to a local hotel client event last night and (gasp) networked! Well, it's not so gasp-worthy for me, I can ramble on about stuff with just about anyone, especially with a gimlet or 2 in me, but Tom did some terrific conversation with a CEO of a local company. I was very proud of him, it's very tough for him to do.
Good for him. This is always what I think of as "too bad for everyone." The soft spoken, thoughtful people are the ones worth listening to, says I (probably too loudly, and I'm likely interrupting when I say it).
Freaky dream, Andi.