I haven't used the gmail chat yet.
Gym was cut short by me forgetting to take my skirt. So I had to come home after the workout and shower and dress here. Which means no hot tub. But it also means that I can grab my Netflix DVDs to return, stock up on migraine meds (they're back to being exercise induced), and that I didn't feel guilty cutting the workout a little bit short.
It's Krispy Kreme day at work! Mmmm, fatty goodness!
I'm pretty sure quilting is math as well, so that's good.
I haven't used gmail chat either, but then I have non-gmail addresses for most of my friends.
Alias cut short.
That's okay. People need to know.
I need to know when they are actually going to air the damn episodes. (And they just better!!)
soooooo sleepy.
The rain kept waking me up. Does sick time cover sleepiness?
Bleh.
I'm glad the migraines are less constant now, ita.
I'm sitting here waiting for my dad to call about Mom's surgery. (She finally had a hysterectomy today. Or, so I assume. Since I haven't gotten the "She had it, they're done, everything's fine" call.) I'm wondering if Dad just forgot to bring his cell to the hospital. [has brainstorm] [calls Dad's cell] [gets voicemail] [so much for brainstorm]
Ah pointless dithering. How I do love you.
Hello Buffistas -
Don't know if someone already noted this, but the BlogFather (Glenn Reynolds) has a podcast interview with Tim Minear here.
Cross-posting to Minearverse and Firefly threads.
The rain kept waking me up.
Rain is for sleep. Have you gone native?
I'm glad the migraines are less constant now, ita.
No, sadly. The exercise-induced is on top of the one-a-day migraines.
Your brainstorm might have worked--it could be sitting in his car or something.
Okay, I gotta go to the office and get donuts.