{{sj}} I'm sorry for your loss.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Yeah, sj, btdt. Love to you and yours.
{{sj}} I'm so terribly sorry.
ION, I finally got the last planter on my balcony filled with flowers. Just in time for the sun to take ownership, and with temps expected in the high 90s, I'll have to finish tidying it up tonight. I'm looking forward to being able to sit in my garden and enjoy the lovely colors.
homeownership means no longer living in they style I have been acustomed to.
{{{{{sj}}}} I'm so sorry for your loss.
Smiling at your tag Kristin. Oddly, or maybe not so much, I think of you when I read that thread title. And you've never annoyed me. Although I would find it very cute to see you try.
Laura, I tagged it as soon as I heard it, but I stopped using it once the thread adopted it. Recently it just seemed relevant, so I tagged it again. You're sweet saying I've never annoyed you. Maybe I'm not trying hard enough? Hee.
quilting story
and in other news - I just got my standing back from the library job. I ranked 6. They have to interview the top 5 - but they have 3 positions - so I have no idea what this means.
I'm sorry for your loss, sj.
Little bit drunk. This is a problem, because I'm supposed to be on the other side of town for a bar crawl in a couple of hours. And I cannot bail, because I've missed the last few things this person invited me to. Eh, no biggie. I'll just take off early if I feel I really need to.
But the cat care is done for the day, at least. Easy as it is, there's no way I'd be going over to give the cat shots while liquored up. (See? Not totally irresponsible. Though the dog is giving me the stink-eye, not having been out since 7 am. But it's still 90+ outside, and no way her part-huskie ass is going out until it cools a bit.)
"So, um, what happened here, ma'am?"
"Brenda got drunk and shot the cat. ::small shrug:: It happens..."
I really want to quit Saturday job.
But, I don't feel that I can.
So damned tired.