Talking about that for me is like saying the sun is hot, at this point.
Love isn't brains, children, it's blood, blood screaming inside you to work its will.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
erikaj - Jun 16, 2006 4:52:15 am PDT #2293 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
sarameg - Jun 16, 2006 4:52:46 am PDT #2294 of 10002
I love having to email my uberboss asking him whether I'd taken a training thingie because I can't remember whether I did or not. I think I did, because I usually do these things right away so I won't forget, but I've forgotten whether I forgot.
msbelle - Jun 16, 2006 5:12:25 am PDT #2295 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
NGA-OFF!
yeah, this will never end pretty.
msbelle - Jun 16, 2006 5:19:47 am PDT #2296 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
In not sexlife news (which really, is what every post should be)
I am wearing a new dress and I love it. I painted my toenails which makes me smile. AND I have iced decaf. If that were not enough, IT IS FRIDAY!!!
Lee - Jun 16, 2006 5:21:28 am PDT #2297 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ways not to start your day, by me:
Wonder what that local call is on your work number and call to check and have it be the pet sitters who you thought would be able to fit you for the 4th of July week saying they won't be able to after all.
I think I'm going back to bed.
Sue - Jun 16, 2006 5:27:14 am PDT #2298 of 10002
hip deep in pie
I am wearing a new dress and I love it. I painted my toenails which makes me smile. AND I have iced decaf. If that were not enough, IT IS FRIDAY!!!
That's all good.
Wonder what that local call is on your work number and call to check and have it be the pet sitters who you thought would be able to fit you for the 4th of July week saying they won't be able to after all.
That sucks.
NGA-OFF!
So not going there.
Im gettting new floors put in on Monday, so I'm boarding my cats for the day. Unfortunately the social one has to be put in isolation b/c her booster is in it's third year of life and the scaredy cat gets put in the general population.
Sophia Brooks - Jun 16, 2006 5:33:58 am PDT #2299 of 10002
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
put in the general population.
This makes me think of your cats in Prison Break.
So, in weird things that happen to Sophia news...
This morning, running late, I get into my car. It smells a little fermenty. I look around. i look in my rearview mirror.
There is a man in my car. A young man in a baseball cap and college t-shirt.
I think I am going to die.
We both sit there frozen.
He says "Where am I?"
I say "In my car, which, frankly is rather frightening"
He says "Where is your car?"
I tell him. Then I tell him I am going to get out of my car.
I get out.
He gets out.
He looks very confused.
He says "Where is MY car?"
I say "I don't know."
It turns out he was at a party in a neighboring college student apartment and thought he was in HIS car "sleeping it off".
This took about 50 years from my life.
Amy - Jun 16, 2006 5:38:11 am PDT #2300 of 10002
Because books.
OMG, Sophia!
Although, I have to say, the "it smells a little fermenty" remark maed me giggle.
Sue - Jun 16, 2006 5:42:02 am PDT #2301 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Sophia, that is craxy!
-t - Jun 16, 2006 5:43:49 am PDT #2302 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Oh, Sophia! Scary! But going to make a funny story eventually.
Who's Walter again?
That would be my dog. Who apparently woke up under the bed in the middle of the night and was all perturbed to find a pillow had fallen onto the floor and was in his way to get out, so he made an emergency escape out the other side and whimpered until we (a) let him out into the backyard (b) gave him fresh food and water (c) tried to sleep through the whining and (d) finally figured out the pillow thing. I am made of gronk.