'Out Of Gas'
[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.
Coffee (what? it's breakfast to me):
So much ~ma to Bitches who need it: ((((Cash, Connie and DH, Robin, sj, Teppy and grandpa)))) and anyone else I missed.
I am in CarMax getting my Forester appraised. Hopefully they'll offer me enough money to mean I don't have to sell it myself. I really hate having to deal with car selling to private parties.
That should do it. Okay, I'll throw in a going for a pint. You've twisted my arm.
is sold
...although I must confess to being a total and utter lightweight with alcohol now. (3 years in a Muslim country, for half of which time my flatmate/constant companion was allergic to alcohol.)
I gather the fair opens at midday. Could we maybe meet at the train station? Around, er, 1ish?
Could we maybe meet at the train station? Around, er, 1ish?
Yup. Sounds fantabulous. We'll be the loud American and the geek with pink hair.
Tastic!
...and, on that note, so to bed!
I completely forgot to say congratulations to Jen. Eeek!
Congratulations Jen!
As did I. Congratulations, Jen!
I just stopped by the dance. So adorable. As I left, 50 middle school kids were jumping up and down and screaming to "Nevermind." (Which was actually slightly more disturbing than adorable. But the rest of the dance was adorable.)
Gris, on a quick skim, I thought this:
Yahoo! Answers should have a "Filter out any posts in which more than 95% of words fail spell check."...to be an answer to this:
Stephen Hawking wants to know how the human race can survive the next hundred years.
Has anyone heard from Teppy since she went to the hospital to see her grandfather?
YAY JEN YAY! Congrats!
In conclusion, let's go out for a drink soon.
Carmax was a wash. Way less money than I can afford to take. Wouldn't even pay my loan off. Sigh. Cars.com, here I come.
Gronk, gronk, and gronk again.
The longest week in the world is over. Somehow we crammed a whole week's worth of stress, negativity, and stone-throwing (plus about nine days' actual work) into three days. In the middle of them, I went up to Milwaukee to drink way too much and go see a midnight showing of Pirates. Then back to Chicago by 8:30 this morning. After work - minion's dad had a gallery opening, so I couldn't miss that.
Finally home. Dog is home, contentedly chewing on one of her stuffed animals. I'm trying to gather the energy to crawl into the bedroom and collapse.
'Night all.