Alpha-bits. Feel better, vw and sj! Hope the catching up on classwork isn't too hideous.
Happy V-day, y'all.
'Sleeper'
[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.
Alpha-bits. Feel better, vw and sj! Hope the catching up on classwork isn't too hideous.
Happy V-day, y'all.
Much health~ma to sj, vw, and Teppy's dad.
Happy Valentine's Day, y'all! I have Mashall's Fudge and a ton of fic waiting for me at home. So while I'm continuing my Incredible NGA Streak on this day of happy coupledom, I'm not feeling too bad about it.
Daisy - Any chance you could email me the whole recipe for that pie to my profile addy? It sounds amazing and I *love* cherries.
It's odd but I only dislike Valentine's Day when I'm "with" someone. When I'm totally single, however, I'm a Valentine's Day loving freak. (It's okay if that doesn't make any sense since I don't understand it either.)
vw, take it easy if you can. And sj, I hope you start feeling better soon, too. It doesn't look like you'll be painting the town red tonight so just concentrate on getting well. You and Dave can decide that Saturday is Valentine's Day and celebrate then. Seriously.
I stopped being a fan of Valentine's Day after a conversation with college roommate and a mutual friend. Mutual friend mentioned that he was going on a date for Valentine's Day. Roommate grumbled very loudly because his fiancee was 1000 miles away. My completely unattached state -- well, I kept my mouth shut about that.
wrod. Second that emotion. Because sometimes the greatest love of all...is really nsm.
Daisy - Any chance you could email me the whole recipe for that pie to my profile addy? It sounds amazing and I *love* cherries.
I can. I'll have to do it tomorrow since I don't have it on me. Coworkers were disappointed when they found out it wasn't for them.
Thank you, Daisy Jane!
Just spoke with the guy that's going to be installing my new dryer (my 3rd brand new dryer in less than a month- for those keeping track at home) and he thinks he'll be able to get me hooked up today. Woo hoo!
I'm so excited that I might cancel plans tonight in order to do a bunch of laundry.
OK, well, in lieu of Valentine's Day, happy Iranian National Day! Although I think it was the 13th.
I so don't fit in here, I don't even know. Women's curling was on TV in the lunchroom, and DH and I are all "W00t!" Everyone else who came in either had no clue what it was or dissed it "Oh, what's next, Olympic shuffleboard?!"
I did note that the two guys who knew the rules and didn't dismiss it out of hand were the two smart guys, who also happen to be the ones in good shape. The others, well, I think they were just upset realizing that a 30ish Canadian woman could beat them like a rented mule.
Rented mules do Curling? I didn't know they could sweep. Always a rink, never a skip.
My money is on alien baby in GI tract. Only *one* doctor out of the 4 that saw him today thought that was funny.
Cincinnati needs funnier doctors.
I get the pure, non-sugar variety of cranberry juice from the healthfood store and slug at least a cup at a time. It is not for the faint of heart, but it is powerfully helpful in making the u-tract inhospitable to the little infecto-bastards.
Mom swears by the capsuels. And I think Dr. Weil says blueberry juice is just as good. Neither of these is making me curl my toes and squish up my face and squeal so they have that advantage.
From the Unfortunate Valentines link:
We would make a happy mutant freak with a repulsive, oversized fruit for a head that enjoys sailor suits and pie.