Zoe ,'War Stories'
[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.
Greetings from the basement.
In the 'good news' category, the local tornado sirens are not only loud enough for me to hear from my house but loud enough to wake me from a sound sleep.
Tornado warning should expire soon. Then all I have to worry about is sideways rain.
Glad juliana made it safe and sound and has already had brunch with the locals. Sounds lovely.
Anne! Stay safe!
Storm is over and it is now sunny and sixty degrees. It's suppose to fall into the forties by afternoon, though. Weird.
Oddly enough, what pinged my sense of danger more than the sirens was the fact that the cat was flipping out.
Freaky. I just had a dream about some people (I didn't know who they were) who had to take shelter from tornados. There were actual tornados, but the people were not directly affected.
I glad you're safe, Anne. I was woken up by my weather radio, but it was warning me about flash floods. It's very wet here.
was the fact that the cat was flipping out.
Oh, yeah. They can sense stuff.
when he was a starving backgammon hustler.
Man, there was a time that this was my dream in life.
t suddenly jealous of Phil
NORA!
sick
family ick got me
been up since 5
have not had coffee
that's how sick
tries to die
fails
that's how sick
{{{Cindy}}}
Ack. Must leave for work in 12 minutes. I haven't showered yet. I got up nice and early today; how do I always do this?