Sweetness, MFN, I love you. But if DB is wandering around my vestibule, it is in my "vestibule" he'll stay.
For as long as he likes.
[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.
Sweetness, MFN, I love you. But if DB is wandering around my vestibule, it is in my "vestibule" he'll stay.
For as long as he likes.
A squirrel (or was it a chipmunk, I need to image Google me some critter) just spied on me peeing . Perv.
It's OK, because it was a scientist squirrel, doing scientific research on human peeing habits.
Sweetness, MFN, I love you. But if DB is wandering around my vestibule, it is in my "vestibule" he'll stay.
For as long as he likes.
Bah! You're no damn fun, but I love you back. Didn't your mother ever teach you to share? Just think of the lousy example you're making for Em. Hell, your daughter would probably not approve anyway: "No birthday. No slutty. No Boreanaz."
So there.
libkitty, I got a new mac through the university's store for faculty academic discounts. It was the best deal at the moment, and we have a PC already.
Can I squee for a minute?
edit: squee has a "u"!
Can I squee for a minute?
Of course. Can we ask why?
Squee on, bug. Squee on...
It's OK, because it was a scientist squirrel, doing scientific research on human peeing habits.Oh, it was for science. Science is okay.
Where is my mind today?
Sitting here in the cafe, a guy my husband and I used to know just walked by (he moved to Boston a couple years ago). He's one of those people who just turns up every once in a while. The last time I saw him was in Seattle, at a frisbee tournament of 5,000+ people, when someone I knew in NJ (but had moved to TX) was flashing her boobs at him to get a beer. So I introduced them.
Now we're off to have drinks with him.
Can we ask why?
Well, there's two things, actually.
First, after all the fighting I did to get that new asthma medication, I no longer qualify for it. My breathing is in the "normal" range. WOOT! Here's to a new year of less doctor's appointments!!!
Second, (and this is what I'm really squeeing about) I've been asked back to speak at Harvard again next semester. It's so weird to be kind of excited about this, but I kind of see this is one of the big things I'm gonna be doing with the rest of my life--talking about and educating people about my illness, and to be asked back to Harvard Medical School. It's just. It's making me feel like maybe this all does really have a purpose. Maybe I can make a difference in changing attitudes.
Bug, those are both wonderful things to squee about. Ima add my own squee for extra measure.
::squeeeeeee::