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.
Mal seems to be fine. I of course am a wreck.
Oh, Raq. It gets better, or at least you'll get more used to it, because it happens so often. At one point in Chris's toddlerhood (starting around Mal's age, I'm pretty sure) he kept banging the same spot on his forehead, every time he fell. There was perpetual bump and bruise in the same spot. We used to joke that he had Angel forehead.
Cindy, I do the same thing myself. Whenever I see vw posting at 3 or 4 in the morning I think to myself, "aw, the poor thing can't sleep." Then, I realize she's up at 6 or 7, which isn't really that unusual at all! Stoopit math.
I'm ususally pretty good at remember who is in what time zone, but I just got all confused today. I even went an hour off in my estimate. I think I need donuts.
I don't even bother trying to do the math anymore. My clock works like this: if vw and Cindy are posting, it's too early for the rest of the States, afternoon for me and Jars and Fay and Nilly, way too late for billytea, and WAY TOO FREAKING EARLY for the West Coasters, so if Cass is posting it's because she's not sleeping.
Pretty much. Cass is the wildcard (and when ND posted more, he was the other wildcard). I'm always amused that I can catch billytea and Nilly in what is one day for me, and two days for them.
I think I need donuts.
That's a good plan. Meet you at Dunkin' in 20 minutes?
I DESPISE filling out forms. Actually, I'd enjoy it if they weren't always so damn important. As it is, I've got Financial Aid forms I need to fill out, and my Aid for next year depends on doing this right. Then, I have some Social Security paperwork to fill out, and my income depends on that. Ugh. No-fuck-it-up~ma requested, please.
I just spent more moneythan I have on summer tops. But I really, actually, honest to God needed them. And yet, guilt. Meh, the pretty new clothes will help me get over it.
I'd rather buy pretty clothes than fill out financial aid forms. I'd rather eat doughnuts and not have the results show in the way my clothes fit, than either.
QUESTION FOR THE HIVEMIND:
Does anyone know, or can anyone point me to a site (I can't think of good search terms, this morning) the typical spiel the flight attendants and Captain give, when a plane is taking off and landing? I'm noodling around with a story, and realized I haven't flown since November of 1994.
Ok. Financial Aid paperwork is filled out. I can drop that off on campus on Monday. I'll take the Social Security paperwork with me to quilt class this afternoon, and I'll fill it out while waiting for the train after class.
Now I should start on my Pre-Calc homework, but I don't feel like it.
Cindy, I'm googling, but not finding anything. I find that strange.
Cindy, someone here did a riff on the safety spiel. It's close enough to an actual safety announcement that you can probably figure out an actual announcement.
Raq, do like we did and start a boo-boo gallery. It sort of gets better and then gets worse. Owen stopped falling accidentally and now falls on purpose when he's mad--his little legs are mottled with bruises like an overly ripe banana.
Man, I can pretty much do that from memory. I could probably make a fair stab at it in German.
"Meine Damen und Herren, wilkommen in Frankfurt."
Actually, every airline does it a little differently, and it varies depending on the type of plane you are on ("This Airbus 300 is equipped with four exits; two in the front and two over the wings. Please take a moment to locate the exit nearest your seat. In some cases your nearest exit may be behind you.")
Why no, I didn't just take 10 plane trips in 2 weeks.
United, and maybe others, use a pre-recorded video. I'll see if I can find that.
Off to vacuum the vortex,
hey, that hurts! :)
Cash, that link was awesome! I just sent it to my FiL, who is a flight attendant for Alaska. I'm sure he's seen it already, but if not it will make his day...