I'ma take some benedryl, I think. I had to go in to work this morning. I was on call. I swear this is the first time since I have worked there that they actually needed to call the on-call person. It seriously never happens, there's usually some eager young part-timer craving hours who will happily snap up an extra shift. Howsomever, the main eager young part-timer who is craving hours was already working. I need sleep, to make up for the sleep deficit that started on Wednesday, with the cats waking me up at god-awful-early in the morning when I couldn't just roll over and go back to sleep. There was a 3 hour staff meeting that day. The next day, I pulled an 11.5 hour shift. Friday, I got enough sleep and had only an 8 hour work day. But dammit, it was supposed to be a real Friday.
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.
Bitches, I went to Target and managed to find the Isaac Mizrahi tulle skirt. It rocks. I also got a velvet military-style jacket by Missoni. The pair is about $50.00. I'm going to modify the skirt some -- I have these triangular pieces of black sequin-on-net embroidery, and I'm going to attach them points-down to an underlayer of tulle as petals.
Okay, so, that Thanksiving thing I did? Turns out, not so altruistic. I appear to have fallen tits over arse in crush with the bloke. That's okay, right?
hooray for crushes!
hooray for crushes!
Coming home a wee bit pissed from his place at four in the morning still counts as a crush, right? Or have I just ruined everything? Argh, I'm not good at this relationships thing.
Well, pissed in Brit-speak being a tad different than the way the Colonials use it, I'd say it's still a crush for you. If I had said it, he'd be lucky to get away with only a mild case of ptomaine.
I need sleep, to make up for the sleep deficit that started on Wednesday
Rest well, my pretty WindSparrow. We have tomorrow.
too hurty. took scads of vitaminy-minerally things, maybe they will help.
Who the hell is Dane Cook? I'm watching SNL for the first time in forever and I have no idea who the host is. But his opening stand-up routine is pretty funny. And that never happens, it's pretty much an automatic fast forward.
ETA: never heard of the musical guest either. Now who's old and decrepit?
Brenda! I JUST IMd those very questions to Hil an Abi!
I have been assured, by they with a good decade less than we, that they've never heard of Dane Cook either and James Blunt had that one song a year ago.