Jayne ,'War Stories'
[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.
I'm ignoring the tape conversation, because I just played all of them after being 7 minutes late picking Julia up at a birthday party.
Hil, any chance you're sick because you at the Lebonese food last night? That was you, right? I remember reading the post and thinking I could never eat that the day after I was sick.
Current tapes:
1) You're never going to get caught up on your schoolwork this semester. It's hopeless.
2) You're making too much of this schoolwork. If you'd just buckle down and do it, you'd be done already. You're hopeless.
3) Your house is a mess. Your house is always a mess. Why can't you just pull yourself together and get this place cleaned up? You're a hopeless mess.
I dislike The Giving Tree.
And, Trudy, I was extending the metaphor, not commenting on the food.
Kids are in a birthday party (we're having 4 all-afternoon parties this year). OMG, our drama goes to 11. Our drama over frigging crepe-paper streamers. Seriously.
And now there's biting. Bleeding Hell.
And now, the Drama Pair are back from the principal's office and playing together. What. The. Hell.
And, Trudy, I was extending the metaphor, not commenting on the food.
Oh, I got that... but I was just happy to babble!
And now, the Drama Pair are back from the principal's office and playing together. What. The. Hell.
Can you imagine if the Buffistas had a principal?!?!?
Principal, thy name is Snyder.
He's much more Flutie
He's much more Flutie
"Ate him....UP?"
I talked about the money tape - and realizing that if I listen , it makes money matters worse. The more I do something, anything, the better off I am.
The lazy slob tape - It comes when my energy is low. and I don't want to do anything . and I have a huge list of things to do. So I have learned to say I am tired , I am stressed, I am cranky - and these are the reason s why. I do what has to be done because of external deadlines. then I look at the list and see if it all can slide. If it can - I give myself permission to take a day off. and I do so. When I was a kid we had occassional days - esp in the summer - where it was fans, cold drinks and bad tv. I rarely do a whole day of that anymore. and to ramp back up - I look at my list and do the things that bug me most. So I n=know I had a day off - it wasn't some pattern of lazy slobdom.
and I am going to be late to work
He's much more Flutie
Bwah!
That reminds me. When I was watching Welcome to the Hellmouth with my dad a few weeks ago, as soon as they introduced Flutie, he said, "This guy isn't gonna last, is he? He's just too nice."