Hermanos! The devil has built a robot!

Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'


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.


Typo Boy - Oct 31, 2006 8:57:28 am PST #9404 of 10000
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

OK totally not work safe. Sorry I worked in oil riggers field office once, and it would have been considered work safe there - but yeah not work safe for normal workplaces.


SuziQ - Oct 31, 2006 9:03:08 am PST #9405 of 10000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Hugs interwebs - they were down for me for a while. It was heartbreaking.

But while I was bereft, I was visited by a pregnant pumpkin, a cheerleader, and "the clashinator". The last was dressed in the most hideous collection of styles - quite impressive actually. And I notarized another domestic partnership agreement. I love doing those.


Glamcookie - Oct 31, 2006 9:11:48 am PST #9406 of 10000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Skipped and skimmed to say:

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

I am on the thank you note train. My mama trained me well. I got into it a bit with my bro cause I'd never hear about gifts I sent to B. It's not about being thanked, I send her stuff cause I totally want to - but I want the details of how she likes the things I send. Now he and SiL are good about emailing or sending photos of her with the stuff. Emails or phone calls suffice. Again, I just want the deets and to make sure stuff makes it there (sometime I order online and send directly to them). I just sent a thank you note to my aunt who bought me a t-shirt that was delivered by my mom. What can I say? It's ingrained.

ETA: {{{Sean and mom and family}}}


Glamcookie - Oct 31, 2006 9:21:51 am PST #9407 of 10000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Removed broken links. Will fix after class.


Sean K - Oct 31, 2006 9:22:05 am PST #9408 of 10000
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Just talked to mom. She seems pretty unfazed by it. Her main concern is whether this will interfere with her plan to come visit us for a week in December. I guess it really is one of those things where they take her thyroid out, and she won't have cancer any more. She'll know more on thursday after she's made an appointment to see the surgeon.


Nora Deirdre - Oct 31, 2006 9:24:42 am PST #9409 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

GC, I couldn't see the pictures! Yahoo told me something bad happened! No more bad things, I say.


Scrappy - Oct 31, 2006 9:26:37 am PST #9410 of 10000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I know two people who have had this, Sean, and that's just what it is. One of them told me his doctor told him "THIS is the cancer to get, of you have to get cancer." There will be some adjustment until they get her medication levels sorted out, but that's it.


Aims - Oct 31, 2006 9:33:42 am PST #9411 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Is ChiKat around? Didn't she have thyroid cancer?


Lee - Oct 31, 2006 9:37:01 am PST #9412 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I guess it really is one of those things where they take her thyroid out, and she won't have cancer any more.

Replace thyroid with kidney, and this is the same thing that happened to my mother, who passed her 5 year checkup with flying colors last year.


Connie Neil - Oct 31, 2006 9:41:47 am PST #9413 of 10000
brillig

I'm taking today off because I'd rather be at home than deal with office Halloween "hijinks"--I've never worked in a really cool office--plus I like doing pagany things today.

However, the plan was derailed somewhat because Hubby's surgeon decided he needed some more tests before the next surgery on Nov. 13 and today got picked. It was fun seeing the costumes in the doctor's office. The test was the one Hubby dreads most, nerve induction, ie, stick a two-inch needle into the arm, run electricity into it, see what happens. He even told the doctor, "I'm a wimp about pain," before this. It's very distressing to be a loyal wife and not being able to smack someone who's causing your mate pain in the head. I just get to sit there while Hubby is shoving his arm in his mouth to keep from yelling. Still, mustn't hit the man holding the electrical control.

Still, I wore my Extra Sparkly Tiara of Taunting today, as opposed to Deena's Tiara of Creativity, and it was fun to watch people look at me in confusion, because that's all the costumey stuff I was wearing. It's a good day.