Shit. My little brother sent me a DVD player. I'm am totally overwhelmed by people's generosity today...well, every day, but especially today. I'm crying again.
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.
That's a good little brother you have, vw!
Why can't I remember to eat before I am starving and, therefore, eat everything in sight?
Many many blessings for the Bitches these days. It's nice that the world finally stepped off our collective head.
Halloweenie is so totally a pureblood Buffista, isn't (she)?
Long day at work today, capped off by the news that the entire city will be shut down again tomorrow. I wanted to get a couple little hostess gifts for the people I'm staying with the weeks before and after the F2F, but that's just not going to be possible. Guess the people in DC will get stuff from SF, and the people in AZ and NM will get stuff from DC. Like Porter Goss's poker cards.
But! The Cow Parade is here, and about 10 cows showed up next to the embassy. There is no day so bad it can't be brightened by a painted cow.
Um, vasculitis?, sj. Nah, not really. I suspect that is another Word That Might Get Me Fired. Like "propane," which thanks to Hank Hill makes me laugh even if a tank explodes on the highway. Or "Yemen". Because of Chandler Bing, Yemen is hilarious.
Congrats to David and JZ on Baby Zmayhem! I'ma knit you sommat!
Right on!
Because of Chandler Bing, Yemen is hilarious.
Heh.
I'ma knit you sommat!
Yay knitty stuff!
Man, we're gonna have to do a serious stuff-purging before bringing a whole new human being into our place. Right now we're so crowded that babyproofing is hardly even an issue; the Halloweenie is unlikely to be able to move more than six or so inches in any given direction. Except possibly up. Up is permitted; we don't have any piles of crap on any of the ceilings, yet.
Except possibly up. Up is permitted; we don't have any piles of crap on any of the ceilings, yet.
Well, there ya go: Just bolt all the baby furniture to the ceiling, install trapezes so she can get from room to room, and strap her into a safety harness. As an added bonus, by the time she's five, she will be able to support YOU by working with Cirque du Soleil.
As an added bonus, by the time she's five, she will be able to support YOU by working with Cirque du Soleil.
And a decade later, she can be Batgirl.
But! The Cow Parade is here, and about 10 cows showed up next to the embassy. There is no day so bad it can't be brightened by a painted cow.
like, actual cows or just painted replicas (which, considering that DC has done elephants, donkeys and pandas, is a reasonable question)