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[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.
My mother was told in the 1960's they they had to buy the phone, they paid for it at the local office, and when the new changes came along, the phone company wanted to charge them a lease fee sudenly, so mom gave them the phone and bought a newer one.
We figure the local phone company branch didn't want to bother with adding the rental to each month's bill or flat out lied back in the 60's, or thought they had a better plan than Ma Bell.
I am trying *so hard* to convince myself to do something, like my dishes or my homework or to just put gel in my hair. Boy, is nothing compelling. Except sitting here and refreshing b.org and my friendslist, over and over...
SA is me. I know I should get up and make some dinner, yet I am sitting here doing the same...refresh, refresh, refresh.
Same here. Well, right now I'm getting irrationally irritated at the online grocery site for not having purple sugar. (I want to make a king cake. I cannot find purple sugar anywhere. Can you make purple sugar with regular sugar and food coloring? It would seem like the sugar would dissolve or clump together or something.)
Hil, it shouldn't be a problem. The amount of foodcolor you use is so slight that as long as you stir it right in the sugar will stay basically dry.
I am trying *so hard* to convince myself to do somethingDishes, laundry, clean up even one pile of crap lying around, vacuum... Yeah doing any of these would be good.
Instead I am refreshing pages, laughing at puppycat who happily burrowed into a pile of comforter and I watched the Daytona 500. Really? Not a lot to show for today.
I am trying *so hard* to convince myself to do something
I went through my iTunes library and re-categorized everything into its proper genre. (Because even though iTunes recognized Classic Rock as a genre, it refuses to automatically put anything in there, leading all of my Rolling Stones to be auto-classified as Pop.) I feel very accomplished.
I just put clothes on, with the idea of scraping snow off my car, then I realized I don't have to work tomorrow. Anyway, I've been playing Dungeon Siege all day.
I'd intended to tag all of my entries in my livejournal from 2004, but I was seriously talky meat that year. I got up to March and gave up.
The iTunes thing? I would totally do it if I didn't have three thousand songs on there.
As it is I'm watching an Ellen Degeneres DVD and contemplating the benefits of making pasta (namely eating) versus the downsides (having to move to go to the basement and wait for water to boil).
I bought a Mr. Clean magic spounge and while I was heating up my dinner unwrapped it to see what it was like and... and...
It WAS magic.
Not just that it cleaned, that I had fun cleaning with it. Dude. Magic.