Sail, your whitefont illustrated the reason we gave up on the plastic grass in the Easter baskets looooong ago. And um....EEEEEWWWWWWWW.
'War Stories'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
I had a cat who knocked over a Christmas tree and then apparently spent several hours eating tinsel. The litter box was very festive.
Expedite! Hee!
After 3 hours of waiting for the cable guy and 3 hours of him trying to fix a weak signal I now have a phone, a DVR cable box, and my computer all working in the new apartment!
sj, yay for connections to the outside world!
Thanks! I was getting a little crazed here without internet access, a tv, or any books (all packed away). I was very grateful to have the cellphone to entertain me.
Sail? I did that with my dog and a whole sock. That, my friends, is love. IJS.
expeditiousness of Chicago highways
Woot!!! Now that construction season is underway, I'm sure he had a blast!
Oh! I blame the conversation earlier on me stopping by Tasty Dog tonight for supper.
And, I found another use for the Magic Eraser. It cleaned my white casserole dish to a nice sparly white. It had that weird rusty brown staining on the outside of it, but no longer.
Expedite!
DH was not impressed with the young man's language skills.
and Ita describes the perfect hotdog. It made me want one. However, we just watched supersize me. and that is the first movie that actually ever put me off food.
And, I found another use for the Magic Eraser.
Wow, it really *is* magic.
Today was kind of a crappy day, even though I wasn't in the depths of depression. I just didn't do anything. I didn't get dressed for most of the day. I spent most of the day in bed on the 'net. Every time I thought about motivating to do something, I really couldn't get energized.
Finally, around 8:00 I read a friend's LJ entry. She was going to be at at least one event I'm doing on Sunday. She reminded me of a good one to attend on Friday, and she let me know about a showing of "Raiders of the Lost Ark" at The Parkway tonight. I'd just gotten a call from the ex that made me kinda blue/angry so when I called her up and heard how excited she was to hear from me, it perked me up. I drove to the theater and even though I was there a half hour early, I could see there were hardly any seats left. My friends hadn't arrived yet.
I decided I just wasn't going to have that good a time. If half hour early wasn't early enough for a good seat, I was asking for my money back (unusually assertive for me). I did and found the last two seats being sold to the people in front of me in line. And my friend wasn't there yet. As I was driving away, I suddenly remembered I had her # programmed into my cell. I called, her boyfriend picked up, and I apologized and explained why I'd left. They said they'd gotten there to find it sold out anyway.
So now I'm back home. And just feeling weird and ashamed that I've done nothing productive all day. Except stick to my diet.
Spidra! You did something constructive - you made the effort to get out and go to a fun event with friends. Ok, so it did not work out as planned but you made the effort! If you have a bum day, and yet do ONE thing, you did good. Seriously, I know whereof I speak. When you're out of work, things start closing in on you, and sometimes that One Thing is a real triumph.