JZ, I'm loving on your husband if that's OK.

As long as you're not actually making out with him, it's all good. And, really, why would you even want to? You're married to TomW, who is himself preeminently make-out-worthy.

I want to haunt the Haight tonight with Tom BEEEEEEEP, you guys around??!??!

Hec is likely picking Emmett up right now, but I'm around. Way less fun than Hec, what with the not-drinking, but around. With Emmett it'll be a home-ish night, but something could be arranged nevertheless. Possibly we could go out in shifts. I'm closing up shop here at work and heading home -- call me on my cell in a bit if you want to try to plot something out.

Nora, was the BEEPing for Jilli's benefit? I don't think she noticed. Perhaps a few more BEEPs will do it.

Nora, was the BEEPing for Jilli's benefit? I don't think she noticed. Perhaps a few more BEEPs will do it.

Gnnnaah! Stop it stop it stop it.

Way less fun than Hec

Pss--fucking--shaw. would love to see you. have to consult with the dude who's been working all day though...

I have to rendevous with my splendid husband and then call? Like 7ish? do you have my cell? Hec has it. Not making out, my love is much more, dang, dude, you rock like a rocking thing in this rocking city! type of love.

Nora, was the BEEPing for Jilli's benefit? I don't think she noticed. Perhaps a few more BEEPs will do it

DANG it no! It was a Rio-bot BEEEEEPPPP. Way to make Jilli HATE ME mere days before meeting her, dude!

A likely story Nora. Pshaw, indeed.

Way to make Jilli HATE ME mere days before meeting her, dude!

Don't worry, I know who the real instigator was.

Productive WindSparrow should so come over to Chez Bee. We'd really get things done in the garden and still have time for pizza and a trip to the bookstore.

If you ply me with books, I'll do yardwork for ya, oh yeah, baby.

Ailleann, don't pay attention to the numbers on the scale - how are your clothes fitting, is a better question. Is entirely possible to be saying bye-bye to fat, and hello to nice, firm muscle, and have the scale not budge.

(rubs lazy chore-shirking hands together in a villanous way, eyeing the two boxes of books bound for the resale store) Bwahaha. All your yard labor is belong to me now. Look! I've got a nice book over here for you... it's all hardback, with shiny foil on the cover. You know you want it. It's going to look perfect on your shelves. It will raise your standard of living purely by the virtue of its having purple cloth boards and silver gilt text.

This scheme is going to make soooo more room for other books over here. Excellent.

Ick. Sorry to hear that, Pete. Also, now I want a scone with jam.

Exactly what Kristin said. Exactly.

If you ply me with books, I'll do yardwork for ya, oh yeah, baby.

I'm a librarian. I have LOTS of books. Huge numbers are even mine, to give away as I please. hint, hint, hint...