'Touched'
[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.
vw, how long are you going to be hooked up to this monitor?
Well, if I have a couple good (or bad, depending on how you look at it) episodes today, I can take it off tomorrow. But, if I don't, it'll have to stay on till Sunday or Monday. If I don't have any episodes by then, I'll have to take it off, then go back and have another one put on. So, we're hoping for some episodes today, in other words.
Ah sheesh. So in other words, if you're getting better, it's gonna cost ya.
Perzactly.
Feeling a little better this morning, even though I'm certainly not looking prettier :). I think I can make it...especially if there's the possibility of taking it off tomorrow morning. That I can do.I'm glad you slept well and that there is the possibility of removal tomorrow. It's definitely a jammie day.
I went to bed at a mostly reasonable time but then woke up nearly two hours ago. And my book isn't as good as I had hoped so I am on the internets now. But I am thinking of one last ditch effort to get some more sleep.
ION, Emily's getting a lot of calls lately that come up as "Private Caller," and they ask for "Mrs. [LastName]." When I say she's not here, then they ask for "Mr. [LastName]." I keep saying, "She's not married," but they're not getting the hint. Retards.
And IOON, Emily yelled at me in her teacher voice last name for using the word "retard." It was HYSTERICAL.
Weird to be wishing you episodes, vw, but I do. Because they can lead to answers.
Oh, dear! The free crochet pattern of the day is really special: [link]
Kissy fish!
Fishy fun!
Hec, I hope you get a far better job soon. Maybe for a company that will buy out your former one, and you can be the one to arrange the severance and such for your former bosses.
vw, I hope that you can get your monitoring over with quickly.
Kitty moving. When my family moved from Michigan to North Carolina, we brought our then 13 year old cat with us. We drugged him into some sembalance of quietude, but he still reached through his carrier's bars to prune the living hell out of the Christmas cacti. The cat lived another three years, and we still have the cacti.