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[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.
Oooh, cool, Askye, job-ma to you.
I found a dog on 95 yesterday, a neutered male corgi or corgi-mix with German-shepherd-like coloring. He's a hella people-dog, so I'm hoping he has people looking for him. If not, I now have a dog, a dog who sheds like whoa. So, I guess a little dog-ma would not go amiss
Owen didn't care for the parade we went to so we had to duck out early. He was well asleep before any fireworks, thanks to the remainder of his cold and the cold medicine. We'd spent most of the day driving home from Southern Indiana, anyway so we were all too damed tired for anything.
Cindy, I hope your MiL is ok.
Mal and Tickybox continue to be fucking adorable.
askye, much job-ma for you.
Groooooooonk.
ita: Cuba Gooding Jr. winked at me in traffic a couple months ago. That's so much the anti-celebrity sighting that it eats into the good ones and makes a couple of them smell funny.
Is Cuba a schmuck? Did I miss a celebrity memo?
Late happies to sj and Bev, ~ma for Cindy and family, and congrats to Aimee for escaping the hellhole. Also, there are too many cutiehead babies around here.
Celebrities: I was 10 feet away from Gavin Rossdale (though it was at a concert, so it probably doesn't count.) I watched Lewis Black smoke a cigarette on the back deck by one of our buildings. And I got Bob from Sesame Street's autograph. He has the best alphabet-related joke in the history of ever. I think that's about it.
Monday was Columbus's Red White and Boom. As we are crowd-averse, my friend K and I went to the local park and tried to watch from there. Sadly, we only saw the top half due to trees. The fun part of the show, however, was the gentleman setting off fireworks in the parking lot after everyone had left. It was a nice night, so we were hanging out and enjoying the radio. He starts in with the amateur show, and was setting them off too close to his car (in our opinion). Things were fine, and then a Roman candle fell over and the first ball out of it hit him in the leg! He seemed to be ok, but since the firework was now pointed toward the car, he runs over and KICKS the live firework. We boggled, and were waiting for what we thought was the next inevitable step, which would be a cartoon-esque explosion of the entire box of fireworks in his trunk. We were, thankfully for him, disappointed.
Yesterday was food coma, outdoor concert and more fireworks.
And Friday, I have tickets for Nickelback/Three Days Grace/Hinder/Hoobastank. All your SQUEE! are belong to me.
The cutie-headed babies as the bestest.
Came into work this morning after being gone for a week and a half. The first e-mail I read made me want to go back home. Remember my assistant. The one who was gone 7 months last year because of carpal tunnel surgery and has been gone since December for cancer treatment? Her husband passed away on the 30th.
Well, shit. I got a 76 on my first stats test. Not horrible, but I thought I did much better. If my first test is this low, it doesn't look good for the rest of them, as it's going to get progressively worse. I even understand what we've been studying.
Oh, Suzi! I'm so sorry! I was trying to get on IM to chat with you, but it's not working on this computer. Stupid computer.
job~ma to askye.
dog~ma to DebetEsse.
Statistics~ma to Gloomcookie.
job~ma to askye.
dog~ma to DebetEsse.
Statistics~ma to Gloomcookie.
All of this.
And I'm sorry to hear that, Suzi. Some of that luck needs to be shared, with, oh, Abramoff.
vw, I saw an ad yesterday for "Toto and Socrates in concert!" and I have to say I immediately pictured your Toto.
vw, I saw an ad yesterday for "Toto and Socrates in concert!" and I have to say I immediately pictured your Toto.
Hee!
Steph--a scent shortcut for you.
::snerk:: Given how weird my body chemistry is, the Play-Doh scent would probably end up smelling like grapefruit or something. I am a freak. Not quite X-Men caliber, but a freak nonetheless.
However, she was lovely and charming and sweet, and looked out at the various illegal fireworks going off in the neighborhood with an intent expression as she said, "Boom!"
OMG Bless!!!
Fay's been pimped.
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....er, hang on, what was that?