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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.
Happy Birthday, Hil!
Happy belated birthday, Jessica!
MG does have some very trash talking children. They are, however, mostly talk, whereas it was the adults who acted out the viciousness in the Uno game. We set a fine example.
I have a library brunch this morning. I should not have to see the people I work with on a Sunday because there will likely be shop-talk, and it's not much of a lazy Sunday if there is shop-talk. At least there will be free food.
Free food is good.
ION, I have filled five bags full of leaves. Go me!
Anne, I love your tag. Go you on the leaf hunting and gathering.
For posterity:
Some people are like Slinkies. They're not very useful, but they bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.
Daniel, darling, watching a bra fitting is not sexy fun. Just so you know. Also, bras which are capable of providing really good support for me? Wouldn't be cute & sexy enough to make good prezzies. That said, it might be nice to invest in some really good bras.
I didn't really think it was sexy fun, I think I just thought it might be appreciated for your comfort. I also see it's more like someone giving you socks for your birthday, so mark that duly noted.
See, now, socks if cute or really, really warm can be decent prezzies. But bras are definitely in the "I got underwear for Christmas" category.
Sammie is trying to talk me into opening the Cat-Latch™ on the crock-pot so she can breakfast upon the nummy tender chickens inside it.
Half an hour on, and I am sleepy. Two more hours of listening to Sammie croon? Merciful heavens, Harvey is starting to wake up now.
I'ma kill myself and let the cats feast on my flesh. That should solve the problem.
And leave me with a corpsified Andi? Not on you life, er... death! You're staying here and toughing out life's hurdles.
And I can cook chicken in the crock pot during the day next time.
Cats really do like bird flesh a lot.
If birds evolved from dinosaurs, would dinosaurs smell like birds to cats?
t Imagines genetically reproduced dinosaurs being taken down by cats. Swarms of housecats attacking like Piranha.
I'm thinking, a tough-minded cat such as my Catherine was, could definitely chase velociraptors out of the yard. Six months old she was, not full grown, first time she ever ventured off the porch by herself, and she does it to chase a peahen out of the yard. I could see the wheels in her little cat brain turning: "Ok, that's a bird, and I'm a cat, so I know what I have to do." And by gum, she did it.
Yup. Dinosaurs are lucky they don't have to worry about housecats anymore.
My life= boring. But so are posts about being boring.
Oof. Was plagued by insomnia last night but it wasn't annoying me so I just went with it. Went to sleep sometime after 4:30 and woke up about half an hour ago. Now must shower and skitter over to the farmer's market and then Trader Joe's. Want to make coffee and lounge in my pj's instead.
It says that the event will happen at "eleven-thirty o'clock with a gift presentation at twelve-thirty o'clock." Is that correct?No. And it bugs me on principle too.
and now need to work on resumes/applications. Don't wanna. Wanna play Caesar III.I think computer games are technology's way of petting us on the head and telling us it will be okay. Well, they were for me. Also excellent ways of getting through any space of time as they are time sinks and damn good at it.
Sammie is trying to talk me into opening the Cat-Latch™ on the crock-pot so she can breakfast upon the nummy tender chickens inside it.
If birds evolved from dinosaurs, would dinosaurs smell like birds to cats?Heh.
Oops, puppycat just realized that the bag of food next to her (full-ish) bowl is empty. She is freaking out man.
Okay, shower. Hope the market is open til 1 and then kibble. I can do this...
go Cass go!