You're a kind woman vw.
Who's gonna have a nervous breakdown.
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You're a kind woman vw.
Who's gonna have a nervous breakdown.
If you Somervillains would all just move to suburbia, it would be better.
a-HEM.
Yes, I know. You've started the exodus, but you didn't drag enough of them in your wake. I mean taking the T or driving into Somerville or Cambridge in December, the day after a storm? No. Parking in Salem is no picnic either, from what I remember. You all need to move to Melrose, Stoneham, Wakefield, Reading, and/or certain neighborhoods in Saugus and/or Malden. Lynnfield is also acceptable, but is pricey. West Peabody? I can deal. Don't move to Woburn; it's a toxic waste dump. Medford? Depends on where. In the one way street/no parking neighborhoods, it's like Somerville and Cambridge with slightly less T access.
Are we clear? Good. I have to go decorate my tree. There's Pepsi in my wine glass. Something is wrong with this picture.
I want to believe that I've been productive today, but I've watched The Goonies, this week's VM, and now I'm launching into S6 BTVS (have already watched OMWF and Tabula Rasa, and now the making of OMWF -- and I really miss my show), and so far all that I've achieved is making some very VERY small craft-type things for Xmas.
But I'm tired and sore from a fun night out last night (not hungover, though, which is rare), and damn it, I don't *feel* like being productive! I might even order pizza for dinner. Or cheap Chinese. No, pizza. And a salad. With bleu cheese dressing.
Okay, back to making tiny craft-type things and more S6 (aka, the Long Dark Season of Buffy's Soul and Really Dark Twisted Yummy Sex with the Undead).
I went to a movie and started making marmalade. (The tangerines have to soak in water overnight before they get cooked.)
DH is doing the laundry, but sadly I can't take credit for that.
What movie did you see, Jess?
I did Christmas shopping and got snitty with my mother at Target. That's productive, right?
went to the cafe.
watched some TIVO.
went downtown to a friend's house . Ed is an artist and has collected somewhere in the neighborhood os a couple hundred nativity scenes. Including an avon set that had been chewed on by a child , a lego one, one very modern Bethelhem ( including soldier) and one that has Elephants and no camels. ( and I can't forget Jesus in the soap dish) He charges food donations and/or cash donations to a local food kitchen. Yesterday, durring the home tour he got lots of $$ and half a truckload of food.
and then we wandered up and down the street.
and I just watched more TIVO.
Hey, I can go to Wakefield/Reading/Lynnfield/rt.1 and hang out!
Just tell me when and where!
And, I brought ONE other Buffista with me.
The New World, which I liked a lot. Didn't love, mostly because of the wholly unnecessary voiceover -- the images were stunning and brilliant and wonderful, and telling the story just fine on their own. There was no need for Colin Farrell to have an inner monologue on top of it.
I'd be wicked glad to visit New England, Cindy, but it has not worked out yet.Someday, though, despite Dennis Lehane making Boston look like The Place To Be To Get Disemboweled, I still want to go. I have to see if Victor's been posting the man that came with the frame all this time!