I wanna die in bed surrounded by fat grandchildren, but guess that's off the menu.

Jenny ,'Bring On The Night'


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.


Strix - May 31, 2006 4:19:46 am PDT #6868 of 10002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Hey, I'm thinking about belly dancing classes this summer, too!

WHY am I up so early on the first day of summer vaca! Oh, yeah -- The Ick. And the Sunburn. I'm so glad I keep aloe vera gel in the fridge all year long.

Thanks for all the woo-hoo's! I'm already thinking about how I want to re-do my curriculum for nextyear...but I'm not gonna write anything down for two weeks. Summer vaca!

Oh, and Good Morning! Probably the last time y'all will see me most before 9 a.m. till August!


meara - May 31, 2006 4:39:35 am PDT #6869 of 10002

Oooh, refrigerated aloe vera sounds nice, and I don't even HAVE a sunburn. But memories make me go "oooh"...

Morning bitches! I'm supposed to go pick some stuff up for work, and the past few times it's been around 10, but this time, when I called to get a good time, she said not unitl 10:45! But I was already up and showered. So here I am, on b.org during the day! Madness.


SuziQ - May 31, 2006 4:41:10 am PDT #6870 of 10002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

An extra wooo-hoooo from me, Erin. Cause high school students=evil. And you lived. Go you!!!

I got my grade back on my Econ class. I bullied my teammates into a decent paper (gah that was a painful process), kicked ass on the final and pulled out a B+.

New class is "The American Experience since 1945". Should be interesting as long as we don't have to role play like my last history class. I did see in the syllabus that each week we have to write a summary explaining what we learned and "how we intend to use it". Ummmm, new knowledge of past events will hang out in my brain and make friends with odd facts about Jessica Simpson just doesn't appear to be what she wants.


sj - May 31, 2006 4:44:57 am PDT #6871 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Yay, Sean! Good for you!

{{{Hil}}} Tons of test~ma to you.

I got four boxes unpacked and all of the stuff put away last night. I ended up finding about twenty more journals. Whoever had the brilliant idea of giving them to a women's shelter, thank you; I am going to call them today and see if they will take a good chunk of them. Then I am going to see if I can find some cheap shelving for the rest of the books, because it would feel really good to be totally unpacked this time around.


Volans - May 31, 2006 4:47:38 am PDT #6872 of 10002
move out and draw fire

FUCK.

My car broke down. Halfway to the store, so about 45 minutes from my house. In an insanely congested area. Picture the most congested urban area you can think of, and then remove 2/3 of the available space for that many cars. I tried to push the car onto a side street, but the side street was only one lane anyway, with two-way traffic (and a lot of that). Everybody was honking and gesticulating for me to get out of their way, and I'm like "I'M FUCKING PUSHING MY CAR!!!"

Finally an old man stopped to help me push, but even between us we couldn't quite get it up on the curb, so a young kid got off his motorcycle and helped.

Then I had to walk, carrying Mallory in the 100 degree heat, to the nearest main street, where 14 taxis refused to pick me up because it wasn't convenient for them to go to my neighborhood. Even with the baby it took me a long time to get a taxi.

Mind you, a cellphone would come in really handy about now, but I can't find where the DH put mine while I was gone.

Once at home, I had to call and get a tow truck, and another taxi so I could meet the tow truck. Doing this in a language I actually speak is hard enough - doing it in Greek was extremely frustrating for all parties involved.

Then back into Athens traffic in a taxi with a baby (in arms, no car seat) who is massively jet-lagging.

Analysis: I need to start drinking heavily.


Strix - May 31, 2006 4:49:06 am PDT #6873 of 10002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

I'm putting on more aloe vera as I post! Ahhhh.

Then I am going to research pontoon boat prices for an upcoming weekend at the lake, and then I am going to write at least two pages on my novel (becuase I feel like ass, but I want to set a habit), and then I will do...something, maybe nap, till I can pick my paycheck up at 2.

Woo and hoo.


Strix - May 31, 2006 4:50:27 am PDT #6874 of 10002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Er...sorry, Raq! That sounds supremely serial-killer making.


sj - May 31, 2006 4:57:11 am PDT #6875 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{{{{{{{{Raq}}}}}}}}}}} You poor thing; that sounds so very frustrating.


DavidS - May 31, 2006 4:58:13 am PDT #6876 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Jayzus, Raq! That's horrible. Where are the marine guards when you need 'em?


Jars - May 31, 2006 4:59:53 am PDT #6877 of 10002

Oh, wow, Raq. That is an extremely shitty day right there. If it makes you feel better, tomorrow has to be better. Plus it means you deserve all the delicious but massively unhealthy foods you want to eat today. And booze. All of the booze.