Ew. That's definitely not a good start to a Friday morning, Sail. I hope things improve. Did you take some Aleve or Tylenol?
Willow ,'Empty Places'
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.
wallet ma~~~
healing ma~~~
extra bubble wrap
need coffee, but pants come first
Check the hedgehogs. Maybe Bailey hid it from you.
Heh. Are you psychic? The reason I was checking under the couch? *Because* of Bailey and his hedgehog. He went nuts the other night and tossed his toy up into the air and it *of course* landed on the coffee table and knocked over my diet coke. I had to scramble to clean everything up and thought maybe the wallet went into hiding during that. No luck. So far.
{{{SailAweigh}}} Feel better.
{{{Nicole}}} Wallet ~ma.
I feel bad for laughing, but my the Bitches are a clumsy lot. I still love you all, even if your embrace is rather puffy and plastic right now.
So tired. Almost called in, but I didn't. Sigh.
Nicole, I hope you find your wallet!
Sail, I hope the headache goes away.
We had a flat tire on the way to our play date this morning. Rainy and cold and craptastic weather. I want to crawl back into bed.
Teppy--ack! No more seppuku separation techniques, please! Almost as dangerous as my holding-the-bagel-while-cutting method.
I feel bad for laughing, but my the Bitches are a clumsy lot.
Heh. I don't even come close to the wonder that is (are?) Cass, Ginger, and Erin.
Plus a special shout-out to Cindy for running herself over with a car (minivan?) that she was driving.
We had a flat tire on the way to our play date this morning. Rainy and cold and craptastic weather.
Cash, that sucks hard. Getting a flat on a gorgeous day sucks enough. Did you have to change the tire or did you call AAA?
I was hoping that one of my prankster co-workers hid my wallet and then just assumed I'd found it. No such luck there, either. (Which may seem far-fetched to some but one co-worker hid my debit card almost a year ago and then forgot that he'd hid it from me until I was telling him about how I had to call my bank to cancel the card the next day. And yes, he's lucky to be alive.)
Okay, Friday, behave yourself.
I have not attempted seppuku {{{Teppy!}}}, lost my wallet {{{Nicole}}}, gotten a flat in the rain {{{Cash}}}, or discovered that my husband's bosses are being fucktards {{{Nora}}}, but I have:
- discovered that the disc drive on my laptop won't open
- discovered that my toe really fucking hurts now, mostly from favoring it yesterday, and where the doc administered the shots
- discovered that we are out of diet Pepsi
Woe.