My parents are visiting me for a week, on their way back from their spring spent in S. Carolina (where they had another lovely time with gorgeous weather, and are again regretting not buying property there 10 years ago now that things are all skyrocketty).
They sleep in the same room as my computer, so as a result, I often get much more sleep when they are here than I usually do. 7 hours last night. I'm not even craving coffee. I mean, I'd like some coffee, and I'll have some, but I'm not in that staggering, omgmondaymorningcan'tseecan'tthink mode.
Hi.
I skipped. There was just way too much and I am so way behind.
Does this make me a bad person? Do I have to turn in my Bitch card? (I still do have some Bitch cards...I just can't find them right now)
I'm happy for all well people, and have sympathy for sickies. I'm with beth, I approve of naps.
Forgiven?
::pats Beverly on the head::
::stuffs ice down her pants::
Sure you are, hon, sure you are.
Yow! That's a good way to wake somebody up! Aw now, look, the carpet's all drippy. And I gotta go change. And get more coffee. There seems to be a hole in my cup 'cause it's all empty.
Coffee stealing faeries, Bev. Get your flyswatter out.
Hee, I wouldn't really do it. I'm not much of a one for practical jokes. Go enjoy your coffee in safety.
Okay, I'm supposed to be head-down in multifarious chores all day today, and much of tomorrow, so I'll be catching up again. But I missed folks! So I wanted to peek in and say hi before disappearing down yet another rabbit hole.
Hi!
Bye!
> pop!
Morning! This living together thing is the best ever.
t /schmoop
YAY sj.
I'm not much of a one for practical jokes.
This is good to know, roomie.
Familes suck.
But not Mom of Cass, because she is going to be here in about three or hours hours and I've already been up for a whole hour. Normal sleep schedules! Right in the nick of time!
Now off to be passive aggressive and shitty to the rest of them.
