Hil, congratulations on the internship!
I have things I should do today. Don't wanna.
Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[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.
Hil, congratulations on the internship!
I have things I should do today. Don't wanna.
a piddly 4 cocktails
HAR. A piddly 4 cocktails, even on a full stomach, would've had me keeled over and snoring within seconds of polishing off the fourth. Even with your puking, you are a woman of remarkable fortitude and cocktail tolerance. I salute you!
Hil, that sounds like an incredibly cool internship. Congratulations!
Vibing sj no snow-, better job-, and perfect apartment-ma.
And now I have to go for a bit, because Hec just found a Colbert Report on the Tivo that we haven't seen yet. It's not just Saturday, it's Christmas in February!
You will do awesome! I give you all my GRE-ma, and baby, I got plenty of it. It was rather nerve-wracking getting the scores right away, but also very cool!
::crosses fingers:: I hope so!
Drew, would she wear these? [link]
Plei, those are so cute. I'm sorry they didn't fit.
Hil, congrats on the internship! I knew you'd get it.
vw, I meant to ask: where are you applying for a scholarship for the oxford thing? I applied through a KY-specific program for the History/Theology program (the same set of programs you're applying for right now).
JZ, I did keel over and pass out after the puking. Slept HARD.
And I just got up! 18 hours in bed!
Wow, that's hardcore! Of course, I slept about 13 hours last night for no particular reason, so...:) But I didnt' get to have cool Buffy dreams! I did have weird trashy fantasy novel dreams, though. All queens and soldiers and bastards and servants...
I have a Coffee/coffee date in....a little over an hour. I suppose I'd better get dressed and stuff. I'm so uncertain about how this will go...
it felt divine!!
Oh, good lord. No 18 hours of sleep for me, since I took Erin's place in the hard-drinking championships last night. Whoo. Went into the Mission, even. Saw Pretty Tattooed Boy, who is in the same mental place I am, so is therefore NSM with the good matching. But damn, he pretty. Also, damn. I am hung.ov.er. I need to go to Trieste. Please to excuse.
vw, I meant to ask: where are you applying for a scholarship for the oxford thing? I applied through a KY-specific program for the History/Theology program (the same set of programs you're applying for right now).
It's a UMass Boston Scholarship.
Also, YAY, Hil!
Our animals were the trifecta of bad this morning. First Zorro tried to wake us up at 4:30 am, whereupon he was banished outside the bedroom. Then half an hour laer he began meowing piteously and flinging his body at the door. The BF got up and opened the door just wide enough to spritz him with the water bottle right in the kisser. 20 minutes of blessed quiet and we awere almost alseep, then the dog started banging at the door (it was her usual wake up time, so she can be sort of forgiven). The BF then got up to use the bathroom, only to discover the OTHER cat had pooped in the bathtub.
Yeah, pet-owning is such a pleasure.
Well, Gudanov, Scola, and Gregory House have all been beaten out in the Trudy's New Tag sweeps by some form of the following exchange:
Bob Costas: Interesting that all the nations are marching in to the accompaniement of a seemingly random collection of 80s American pop tunes.
Brian Williams: I don't know one that hasn't played yet [sic]
Bob Costas: If I hear Bette Davis Eyes by the immortal Kim Carnes, my night will be complete.
Brian Williams: Donna Summer will do it for me.
Fucking hysterical. Its like they're writing an SNL sketch parodying themselves.