Host ,'Why We Fight'
[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.
Anyone else picturing Arthur, from The Tick?Well, I am now. Also, awwwwwww! I mean, yes, it would still be surprising to wake up next to him if I hadn't fallen asleep next to him. But still, awwwwww.
And continuing the bug theme, I left my apartment and walked down the (outside) stairs, and found two wasp nests a-building. This is why I'm glad I rent. I called the landlord, and he'll be taking care of it while I'm at work.
I wonder what the ex-flatmate did that scared the giant bugs away from the flat?
She was Bug Bane! Insects trembled at the thought of her! Roaches would terrorise their young with tales of her terrible...nah, nothing really. But as it's now Summer, the crawly things are more of an issue. And because she is less hysterical in the face of many-limbed intruders than me, she got to be The Competent One. If it were just me and a small child, or me and someone Even More Freaked Out Than Me (which is conceivable, I suppose) then I too can don the mantle of The Competent One. There's more squealing and flailing involved, but I can do it. I mean, if I encounter a roach while teaching, I will be able to be more chilled about said roach because of the 20 potentially hysterical munchkins.
But when she was here SHE did it. And she got to feel all Brave and Strong and stuff, and I got to run away and hide until it was gone. Which I was good with. Everybody won.
sighs
Good times. Good times.
Anyone else picturing Arthur, from The Tick?
Well, I am now. Also, awwwwwww! I mean, yes, it would still be surprising to wake up next to him if I hadn't fallen asleep next to him. But still, awwwwww.
Calli is me!
{{{{{Fay}}}}} You are so brave! Cockroaches are one of my big icks, too. Along with any other kind of beetly beastie that has hard shells and/or pincers, particularly if they can fly. I used to have nightmares that a flying beetle would cut my face all up with its hard little wing casings. Even ladybugs squick me to some extent. Not logical, I know, but how many phobias are?
I wanna see kitty pics! Pretty please?
Kristin, your AC problem sucks. I had an apartment in SD without AC or even a ceiling fan, but fortunately I got a wonderful crossbreeze going when I opened windows and you don't even have that! Ugh.
vw, credit~ma! Any chance you could get someone to cosign? I've done that for my daughter before.
Calli is me!
Really? Woo-hoo! Bangkok and general fabulousness here I come! Oh, crap . . . does this mean I have 2 inch long cockroaches lurking in my apartment?
Roaches piss me off to an irrational extent, but that just brings out my Calli, Destroyer of Bugs persona. Wasps/bees/hornets, on the other hand, scare me to an irrational extent. I'm fairly ok with the 8-legged makers of webs, though. I wouldn't want to wake up with one sharing a pillow, but I'm happy to co-exist with them at a reasonable distance.
{{{{Fay}}}} I totally grok that.
Cool~ma to Kristin.
Credit~ma for vw!!!!
Gronk. Heya. So tired, and weird-ass dreams last night.
Gronklies!
Oh, Fay, that sounds dreadful. Could you possibly pretend there's someone more flippy-outy than you around so you can take on the mantle of the Competent One to protect that poor imaginary soul? Like, say, one of the less-brave children in the story you're noodling around with? That way, you not only get rid of the nasty crawly but you get to play around a bit with one of your characters.
Um, not that I've ever done anything like that with spiders and beetles and unidentifiable nasties in my apartment when I was living alone. Because that's eccentric-writer-bordering-on-crazy. Nope, never done it myself; just pulled that totally way the hell out of my ass. So purely theoretical.
But it might possibly work.
Man, Drew is collecting massive heroic boyfriend points for descending into AC installation hell for you, Kristin. Sending all kinds of installation-ma to you both, with a side of get-your-shit-together-ma to the actual installers and a big dose of coping to you for all the ghosts you're dealing with back East.
Note of utter randomosity for any Bitches needing distraction, especially those with smallish feet: Newport News is having a clearance on a lot of painfully cute shoes. Their footwear isn't always that durable (though some of it's pretty good -- my favorite pair of flats came from them), and not-durable-but-only-$25 is much more palatable than not-durable-and-$49-69. If I weren't presently having huge issues with buckling ankle straps, I would be all over these.
juliana - we still on for lunch? What time works for you? Free BART!!!
I had weird ass dreams last night that included DH playing pretty princess games with some kids we didn't know. SCARY!
Gronklies. Because of a late book club night and an early morning spin class, I'm about ready for a nap.
It is supposed to be 96 here today, and I work in a building with no air conditioning. I have yet to read Kristin's ongoing saga, but it would be a good bet that I'll sympathize.
JZ, do you know if their shoes are generally true to size? I don't usually bother with cheap shoes anymore, but cheap-cheap shoes might find their way into my closet for a season. Taryn Rose has completely, utterly spoiled me.
juliana - we still on for lunch?
Got the e-mail - backflung.
In work related news - Headdesk, headdesk, headdesk.
juliana - we still on for lunch? What time works for you? Free BART!!!
Check yer email, missy. I wrote you a while ago!
EDIT: x-posty!
Both of my teams just got knocked out of the World Cup. Bother. Um, go Italy?