URI (upper respiratory infection)
Lilah ,'Destiny'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
Oh, with liquid codeine, I have learned the hard way to not just avoid alchohol, but also caffeine and anything with lots of sugar. There was some outrageous clothing and possibly indie punk rock bands I have worked very hard to block from my memory. Unfortunately, the pictures people flash me on the aniversary of the event prevents me from blocking it out entirely.
Poor Guy-In-A-Big-Bird-Costume. He had no clue what I was doing the entire time.
So...ummm...I was up earlier. You all saw me. Up, posting, awake enough to spell Hebrew words correctly...
Apparently my body decided I shouldn't be awake. At some point I closed my laptop, rolled over, and fell back asleep. I just woke up again about ten minutes ago. Um. it's almost 1 in the afternoon. I'm thinking I'm either getting sick or catching up on the sleep I didn't get for the month of November. Considering the sore throat and the fact that my body is aching, though, I'm thinking it might be the former. Dammit.
ETA: I'm going to go take a shower now and hope like hell that I'm just feeling a little off.
my codeine high is not fun, just vague and detached. I could not believe that people get addicted to it.
Yay! The landlord is here!
I want to do a remake, wouldn't that be fun?
Only if I get to play Auntie Mame, dammit. She's one of my role models. Her and Morticia.
Nobody to fix the heat till tomorrow. Landlord is getting us a space heater. Ugh.
Only if I get to play Auntie Mame, dammit.
This, I want to see.
Nobody to fix the heat till tomorrow. Landlord is getting us a space heater. Ugh.
Damn. I hope you have lots of blankets.
vw, I hate your landlord. It's almost December. Perhaps he could, oh, I don't know, CHECK TO MAKE SURE THE HEAT IN HIS UNITS WORKS?
Ugh.
Shit... this means that Emily must have been FREEEEEEZING on Friday. When it was like 9 degrees with the wind chill? (29-32 actual degree high)
I know she was cold yesterday. She told me when she picked me up from the airport.
It's hard to be mad at him when he tried really hard to get someone over here. He offered to pay his usual guy an extra $150 to come over and look at it tonight, and the guy refused.
I called Not!Emily, though, and told him he might want to stay at his parents an extra night.