Ha-ha, they just made a Salad Shooter joke on the Daily Show.
I relaized tonight that I was supposed to call someone yesterday about one of our apartments in the co-op. Now, I've left everything too late, and it's all going to be a panic next week.
I am so not supposed to be the people relations person.
I just deflea-d the house. What I thought this morning were spider bites along the back of my leg seemed to get more like flea bites as time went on
what with the swelling and getting welt-like and bursting sans scratching weepiness
. Luckily I had two doses of Advantage tucked away and a box of borax -- which I dropped and caught the edge on my leg causing it to rapidly turn all sorts of nifty colors -- at home. The cats are dosed (and have actually forgiven me already) and the carpets have been sprinkled. Vacuuming will wait a day to thoroughly desicate the blood eating freaks.
I have to say, fleas are sucktastic.
--
I clicked on that link before I saw the warnings. Dear. God. Why?
I did not click the link.
I once read a translation of something by Sade where they use the word frig to mean to masturbate someone. So frigging != fucking.
Yeah, that's pretty much what it means in every collection of Victorian and Edwardian porn I've read.
And, well, I've got a lot of experience.
Someone not me should totally write Fanged Four Fic that's all about quims and cunnies and all that good stuff. I'd totally feedback them.
Like, lots.
Hell, I'd probably make up sockpuppets just to make sure they felt loved.
I can tell when that link is coming. It reeks of ... yeah.
He was less than charming as an armed robber, but still HOTT.
I thought he was incredibly charming. For a while, he charmed up every fracking role, even when he was the nasty stockbroker guy.
Oy. Instructor training done for the next month. Oy.
I did not click the link.
This was very wise. Also, I miss you guys.
For a while, he charmed up every fracking role, even when he was the nasty stockbroker guy.
I missed this one.
Yay for instructor training being done.
Rogue Trader -- with bonus Alexis Denisof. It was halfway through the movie before I remembered the real life story, and how negatively I'd reacted to that. But Ewan's Leeson makes it all seem so understandable.
I was partnered with the biggest guy in the class (for a while the two biggest guys), and came out uninjured. I'm pretty pleased with myself, even if I think there's no way I'll pass the test at this rate.
Oh. The instructor that breathed on me
last
instructor class humped my leg today. I didn't bother to act unflustered this time.
Huh.
He was making a point, and I'll
never
forget how to do the technique. Still, I yelled, made a face, and shook my leg vigourously.
I can see how that would work, and be memorable.
I will have to watch.
Come to my house. I own it.