I hate female body parts.
I hate the communists.
Thankfully the communists are slinking out of town, where I am, muttering nastily and kicking things as they go. See yourselves out, guys, and don't let the door hit you in the ass.
Willow ,'Bring On The Night'
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I hate female body parts.
I hate the communists.
Thankfully the communists are slinking out of town, where I am, muttering nastily and kicking things as they go. See yourselves out, guys, and don't let the door hit you in the ass.
But a little bit of some calm~ma and luck~ma wouldn't hurt, if anyone has any to spare.
I've got loads... luck and calm to you.
I think I can spare a little bit of ~calm and ~luck ma, Aims.
But a little bit of some calm~ma and luck~ma wouldn't hurt, if anyone has any to spare.
Pretty Boy had an early flight this morning and he has arrived at his destination safely so I can spare some ~ma now. My calm ~ma and luck ~ma now belong to Aimee.
Bored. And hella tired. Couldn't sleep last night - in part because of the usual Sunday night insomnia and in part because of worrying about someone flying on what is likely one of the safest days to fly now. Stupid brain of mine.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TRUDY!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KARA!
Much calm~ and luck~ma to you, Aimée.
I'm trying to focus on my day off (Friday) with the noon massage appointment. It's a nice thing to focus on.
Calm~ma and luck~ma in abundance, Aimée.
Accomplished so far today:
*Dishes done, dried, put away
*Nasty-ass plaster blobs on the bedroom walls left by the lazy ceiling plasterer almost a year ago sanded down and painted over
*Four thank-you notes written for the family baby shower last Saturday (about 10 to go)
*Shower taken, lunch et
Yet to do:
*Take recycling downstairs
*Wrap middle brother's unconscionably-late birthday present and get package ready for mailing
*Go to Walgreen's in search of a bedtime activity book for youngest cousin, who was raging with fever and throwing up at the end of the shower, and also in search of black nail polish to touch up already-chipping fingernails
*Big damn nap
Much luck ~ma and Calm ~ma too, Aimee.
t whine whine petty whine, so feel free to skip
Blah. Also gronk. I am tired (for no reason!), and feel like I haven't managed to wake up yet. I've hit a plateau (again!) with my weight loss. And I trimmed my bangs too short last night, and will be cranky about it until they grow half an inch.
In other words, whiiiiiiiiiiiiine. Somebody distract me.
JZ, whew! That's a lot, sweetie.
Somebody distract me.
THE JACKET will be on its way to you tomorrow!
Jilli, how about a cute umbrella?