Very cute Gershwin Girl!
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Cute indeed.
How are you doing?
Fairly well. It's taking a lot longer to settle in here than I thought. I have finally landed a temp-to-maybe-perm job that I really, really like. Plus there's all the new house stuff to deal with. Ergo, my meatspace social life has been on hold simply because I don't have the time and mental/physical energy to have one. I can't say that I mind all that much, though. My hermitude feels both temporary and deliberate.
Here is a candid shot of Gershwin Girl that she has no idea I took.
Awww, what a beauty, Gris. She's worthy of her name.
For those having issues with the previous link, I just set up a basic flickr account so you can see GG here: [link]
Also, flickr is tres cool.
Dammit, I have a mouse.
A cute little gray mouse about the size of my thumb.
I keep telling Dallas to go scare it so it will go away.
It is twenty minutes to midnight, and I just put a pizza in the oven. It is homemade. Well, ok the crust is from a Betty Crocker mix, and the sauce is Ragu. Daniel advised me to add some Italian seasoning to it, but I just realized I forgot. There are home grown tomatoe slices on it, along with green olives and straw mushrooms. I want it now. I wanted it hours ago. I want pizza.
Have I mentioned that I want pizza?
This may have something to do with a potassium shortage. I'm not sure.
P.S. I'll just be over here gnawing off one or two of my own limbs while I wait for pizza.
Do arms have much potassium?
Not if the person attached to them has a potassium deficiency.