Lots of ~ma to your mom, Sean.
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.
Huge amounts of health-ma to your mom, Sean.
(((JZ))) I'm vibing hard that the rest of your week is calmer.
(((vw))) Feel better. Eat lots of yogurt.
(((Sean))) Tons of -ma to your mom. I'm so sorry.
Hil, congratulations.
Poor JZ. Sleep is good. Matilda will learn that, too.
{{{Sean}}} Sending all kinds of health~ma to your mom, and hugging the stuffing out of you. The universe can lay off you and yours now, for sure.
::readies mop bucket in case Sean's head explodes::
Dude. (And I think you catch all the empathy I intend when I say, "Dude.")
Just helped Emmett with his math homework. Prime factorization with exponents!
::patiently awaits praise from Emily and Hil::
Dude.
Indeed. Dude.
I think I'm safe from head explosions, as it sounds like they caught it early enough that we should be very happy, but it does feel like this news has added some insidious new shaped charge somewhere in my brain, possibly to be detonated by some other thing somewhere down the line.
t snuggles sean
t non-pornily
Just helped Emmett with his math homework. Prime factorization with exponents!
Very nice. He's in fourth grade? I don't remember doing that until sixth.
Heh. One of my friends adjusted the date of his LJ post to be in the future to wish me Happy Birthday instead of waiting until tomorrow.