Sleep well, vw. Hope the meds stay down.
You know, my big sister could really beat the crap out of her. I mean, really really.
Dawn ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
-t - Jun 15, 2006 4:22:15 pm PDT #106 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
sj - Jun 15, 2006 4:25:21 pm PDT #107 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
vw, sounds like a promising first day; I hope you find the perfect place. Sleep well.
I just made myself dinner because Teacup Guy is at a job interview tonight, frittatta with onions and yellow and orange peppers and some gorgonzola cheese. It was yummy.
askye - Jun 15, 2006 4:33:47 pm PDT #108 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
vw -- I wouldn't go with the apartment that has a shared entrance.
I feel kinda foolish. I made plans to met some people to see Cars tonight. We talked about 9 and 10:30. I assumed we were going to meet up at 9, but I went to the theater, waited until about 10 after and then went home. I left the cell phone number at home so I couldn't call. I get home, message on my machine and I try the number but no answer. So I leave a rather rambly message about how I must have screwed up the times.
Now, what happens if the person doesn't call me back? It was just a generic message "the pcs customer you have reached blah blah" so now I'm worried I copied down the cell phone number wrong. Should I go back to the theater at 10:20?
Being social can be confusing.
Cashmere - Jun 15, 2006 4:37:41 pm PDT #109 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
I made the mistake of leaving Owen alone while I went up and put Olivia in her crib for a nap this afternoon. In no less than five minutes, he'd taken off his clothes, stripped off his diaper and taken a shit on my floor.
He then fell asleep on the ottoman with his shitty little ass sticking up in the picture window.
SailAweigh - Jun 15, 2006 4:57:09 pm PDT #110 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Oh, Cash. What a mess. Time for a chastity diaper?
Ginger - Jun 15, 2006 5:13:20 pm PDT #111 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Two words, Cash: Duct tape.
Lee - Jun 15, 2006 5:14:08 pm PDT #112 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
What Ginger said.
Katerina Bee - Jun 15, 2006 5:22:33 pm PDT #113 of 10001
Herding cats for fun
Owen, you naughty boy. You've gone and given the neighbors a photo opportunity they really didn't want to see. Now you owe your Momma some good behavior in future, or she's gonna have to try that boxing gloves+duct tape idea that your evil Auntie Katie told her about.
Emily - Jun 15, 2006 5:23:44 pm PDT #114 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
Er. Where do the boxing gloves go?
ETA: Oh! Right. Never mind.
t /Litella
Katerina Bee - Jun 15, 2006 5:31:03 pm PDT #115 of 10001
Herding cats for fun
(stage whisper) The big clumsy hands slows 'em down, see. Can't get their clever little fingers under the elastic of the waistband. Shhh. Don't tell him. Let's watch him figger it out.