Mommmmmmmmmmm! The President's on instead of Family Guyyyyyy!
Christopher wouldn't let me watch it after my reaction to Condi on Meet the Press today. I sneaked down here to get another half hour on the computer.
We need a wireless router for his work laptop.
Cashmere! Rest!
I'm going! I swear! Feet up. No news.
I am now sucking on a cough drop. It's not as enjoyable as the cookies were. vw, Emily is a wondrous roommie, but you do deserve to be cherished and loved and appreciated. Not to mention which you make efforts to nurture her, so at least sometimes you are in the running for honors in the roommie dept. as well.
Askye, I'm glad you were not entirely alone at the family gathering. But not as glad as I am to not be in the same time zone as mine.
Awwww...thanks, Andi!
I wish I could show you all this dress...and the Christmas outfit. They're wonderful. I guess I'll just have to take pictures and share later.
It's fun seeing ita yell at someone else about health things.
Daniel is putting together a bed frame. I was supposed to be helping, but I'm too tired to actually in fact be helpful. He has assigned me the important task of lying down on the sofa. Thbbbpt. I ain't even doing that.
It's fun seeing ita yell at someone else about health things.
OMG, that's totally my schtick. I yell at Colin, I yell at kravvers, I yell at the people working with the kravvers in question and threaten their lives, I yell at my parents, I @@ at my sister...
It's an outlet. I need outlets.
Queerly, I'm not getting yelled at (well, my father tried it once, and I calmly informed him that his actual yelling was bringing on more symptoms than what he was trying to get me to avoid), but I'm getting looked at plaintively.
I know why people are doing it, and I really appreciate the concern, but it leaves me with nothing to say, and no way to act even slightly normal.