Man I thought my allergy pills weren't working too well anymore but I forgot them today and I feel like a big snot ball. Bleah. Caffeine helps.
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
[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.
I've been skimming, again. Work is kicking my heiney. Too much Buffistas talk to keep up with. Job~ma, pet~ma, and health~ma to everyone, good grief, even those who don't need it, just as a prophylactic.
Wonderful photos of party, babies, and cleavage!
I suddenly realize I need to go to class, and then I realized I haven't been in like, months, and I really have to go but I'm really scared to, etc...
Amazing how common this dream is. I have it every few months. Also, the dream wherein I've left my job and/or moved into a new place, and suddenly realize I'm miserable and I've made a huge mistake, and I want desperately to go back to my old job/apartment. Possibly I'm still scarred from when that actually happened.
Oh, and ChiKat? Eternal thanks for helping me find Igigi. Ever since I gained weight I've been lamenting and snarling that "regular" sizes are too small and plus sizes are too big and nothing fits me because my body shape is all "wrong". Igigi is the first website I've ever seen that designs clothes specifically for different shapes.
In mememe news, I just paid off the last of my credit cards. I am, for the first time in 25 years, TOTALLY DEBT FREE. Hallelujia.
Bowing in awe of Zenkitty's debtlessness. Go you! What a wonderful feeling that must be.
Drive by wave from a netcafe.
Have no power, still.
Okay, I'll take my next dose with a full meal.
Hey, Plei.
Hey.
At least this netcafe has a kidlet section.
Lillian's checking out the toys.
That's good. I hope the Electricity comes back soon. I need to catch the Weather Channel -- are you guys having high winds? Blizzards? What's messing with your utilities?
Beej, it is pretty wonderful.
Now all I have to do is wrestle the IRS into admitting I paid them off seven years ago so I can fix my credit rating, and I'll be set. To do what, I'm not sure.
Breathe in through the nose ....out through the mouth....in through the nose ... out through the mouth....in through the nose....punch in their mouth....