...And the era of the tilde was nigh.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[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.
my brother and SiL will be in town for Shindig #2: Electric Giftaloo
Hee.
I got my oil changed after work (quickest oil change EVER...I'm a little worried that they actually DID it!). Then I went to the grocery store. Now, I seem to have lost all motivation. And yet, I need to eat. And do laundry. And clean. Um. Someone got some motivation they can loan me?
I've gotta run to the grocery store. Want me to make a murderous little stop at your office while I'm on my way home?
Hee. Gotta love Buffistas.
but I know in my experience things just seem so overwhelmingly awful if I haven't gotten sleep
Just an amen to that. When stressed or sleepless, all the little things feel SOOOO much worse than they are.
but apparently that ass that's sticking out about three counties behind me? Good for me!
Well, plus a booty is hot, Em.
I really want to point out the incorrect grammar, but somehow that seems unprofessional.
Well, and calling you "Ms" doesn't seem to indicate a lot of notice...
just slightly allergic to people who use "task" as a verb.
There is literary precedent for that. Ahab says it about the whale: "He tasks me."
my brother and SiL will be in town for Shindig #2: Electric Giftaloo
I forgot to note my amusement at this. Consider it noted.
There is literary precedent for that. Ahab says it about the whale: "He tasks me."And the precedent should be there to teach us that this is Not Good.
So don't ask me about war, religion or god, love, sex or death
Well, there goes my question about my idea for a Teletubbies movie.
Just back from hospital - Em's fever shot up to 103.3. She has a virus and the beginnings of an ear infection.
Sleep, I miss you so.............
Eep! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* for Emma!
{{{{Aimee and Em}}}} Poor both of you!
Poor Em and poor sleep-deprived Aimee.
Sleep, I miss you so.............
Aww, you poor kids. You know a Motrin and Benadryl cocktail will knock her ass out for about five hours. And it's completely safe.