Ya'll should envy me. I'm at work (in an office in a different city) and have been since 7:45 and likely will be until 7 or 9. Let the jealousy commence!
Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
How can there be NO TEA in the breakroom?? HOW HOW HOW??
Nice. Now I'm earwormed with "There's NO TEA in the BREAK ROOM!"
I don't care what they say I won't break in a room without tea.
I think I have run out of steam ....
but I did get some sauce on the stove - but not sure the bedroom will actually get clean today ....
I can tell Matilda is horriffied by my slacker ways
My thoughts are with Matt's mom and Matt. Where does she live again?
I've done a bunch of work! Go me!
Still at work. Head beginning to hurt. Lost ability to form more than short sentences.
Send help and pie.
Sending pie thoughts your way Daisy.
I am finished working for a bit. Turned on the ballgame. DH is cooking snapper he caught yesterday. He is also frying potatoes. He just handed me a chip. Evil. Yum. It is best that I don't enter the kitchen. It is sweet that he likes to cook, but oh my what a mess he makes. I can't watch.
Still at work also. Sneezing and sniffling and wanting to pass out.
No run to JoAnn's tonight. Tonight I go home and overdope myself on cold meds and then sleep for hopefully 12 hours and try to get to JoAnn's tomorrow.
Also? The day I feel like hammered shit and resemble same is the day that hottie John the Lawn Boy from Desperate Housewives brings his X5 in for service.
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