I really want to quit Saturday job.
But, I don't feel that I can.
So damned tired.
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I really want to quit Saturday job.
But, I don't feel that I can.
So damned tired.
Slllluuuut.
Booohng.
I just had to read way too much material on the NY State math curriculum. (Basically, rather than Algebra I, Geometry, Algebra II for a year each, they have Math A for a year and a half and Math B for a year and a half. It ends up covering pretty much the same material, but not in the same order, and there are a few topics, mostly things like set theory that other states threw out with the rest of "New Math," that they still teach.) After looking through it, it actually seems like a more coherent curriculum than the standard one, but it's a pain for those of us working with just one NY kid in a class of mostly NJ kids for the summer.
Okay, I just skipped a beer bottle cap across the dog's back. Lengthwise! Three skips!
Does that mean I'm drunker than I thought, or not as?
I vote drunker, brenda.
sj, I'm so sorry for your loss.
Kristin, I totally would have tagged that myself, except I only have one quality out of the three.
Does that mean I'm drunker than I thought, or not as?It means you have an incredibly patient dog. And that you should take pictures and then post them.
Well, I can't get any haircut pics that I like, though maybe I can ask someone tonight.
Meantime, Lucy models her new tag: [link]
(One of the phone numbers on her old was no longer valid, and I finally got around to replacing with a souped up model today. Um, before the dranking.)
OMG, two seriously cute guys just came to the door looking for their lost cat. (Lost in the building, they hope.) Of course, I look like ass since I haven't started getting ready to go out, and my place is a sty. Dammit. No one ever comes to my door. At least Lucy's cute. Seriously, look at the picture. That has to help.
Oh, and in my 'hood I have to specify - two not apparently gay guys. Double damn.
Well, I can't get any haircut pics that I like, though maybe I can ask someone tonight.
Try harder.
We saw Pirates again. Then we went down to the Mission and the Pirate store.
Nicole got mopped at the pirate store! It's the first time I've ever seen it happen.
See they've got a box with a trapdoor on it, and the people behind the counter can pull the rope trigger. Bam! All the soft moppy bits rained down on Nicole. It was no doubt inspired by the fact that Nicole was in her full Michael Jackson drag. Not in a mean way! No, in a celebrating her commitment to her personal wacky style way (as I assured her).
I also told her that my friend Amych was going to be very jealous when I told her of the mopping.
Also, when we went to Bombay Bazaar to get cardomon ice cream, Nicole was followed by a young woman in full pirate gear. This beautiful exchange occurred:
Nicole (rather brashly): "So, are you like a female Jack Sparrow?"
Pirate Girl: "Yeah. Are you a female Michael Jackson?"
Nicole: "Yeah."
Pirate Girl: "That's so cool."
Nicole: "Being Jack Sparrow is cool."
Also, when Nicole went to Hats to procure a mo better "Smooth Criminal" fedora, the cute girl clerk there geeked out over her Michaelness and gave her lots of extra service.
I don't know if Nicole realizes that she was in the drag king epicenter of San Francisco.
She was very aggrieved to hear somebody exclaim as he walked by her, "Oh that is so precious! She is so cute."
She does look very cute in her get-up. Not freaky Michael, but androgynous girl with a fedora cute.