Seriously, not enough booze in all the worlds.
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You realize that some of us would consider that a challenge.
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Seriously, not enough booze in all the worlds.
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You realize that some of us would consider that a challenge.
You realize that some of us would consider that a challenge.Frenet duel!
Frenet duel!
Aroo?
Frenet seemed the obvious weapon of choice should one want to challenge juliana to a duel...
Speaking of not enough booze, is it early enough to start drinking? It's totally quarter to 6 on the East Coast.
Sincerely,
Hates hates hates making cold calls and needs liquid courage
P.S. Please do not actually enable my drinking, as I'm cold-calling day care providers and, while booze may help me relax enough to use the phone, it will no doubt lead to a less than stellar first impression.
Also, I'm all stressed out about EM and the psycho fuckbag and his poor son and Emmett, and feeling horrible about not being able to do anything to help EM (well, she'll be couch-surfing here for a few nights in case the psycho invades her East Bay space again, but that doesn't really feel like doing much) and horrible about not being able to support Hec much (Matilda has been the Queen of Fuss for the past too-many days; I'm alone with her while Hec deals with the mess across the Bay, and I'm drained dry by the time he and Emmett come home). We could really use another two or three spouses in the mix here, preferably all exceedingly sane and possibly one or two burly and imposing.
Ack! I loathe cold calling with a passion.
Also? Are opiates indicated for viruses? I could use some of that. Bless the Tussin people for putting cough meds in a capsule finally though. Not that it seems to be helping but man do I not miss the gagging dry heaves that tasting that stuff gives me.
So sorry that you and Hec and EM have so much to deal with but it is heartening to see adults being, you know, adult.
Ok, I'm like, really upset about a silly thing.
One of the games I had planned for The Shower was guessing how much a jar of pink and brown (the theme colors) M&M's weighed. Whatever the person guessed (for instance, 8.5 lbs), would be their guess for the baby weight on the baby pool. (With me so far?)
Ok. So the pink and brown M&M's? TEN FREAKING BUCKS A POUND! I have a 1-gallon jar to fill, so I'm looking at around $70 to fill the jar!!!
Can't afford it, can't figure out what to put in the jar.
Jelly Bellies? (Not that I have any idea what they cost a pound, but there are plenty of pinks and browns to choose from.)
(Yes, still procrastinating on cold calls. Though I have made 5, and one appt. for an interview.)
Jelly Bellies are $8/lb, sadly.
Seriously, not enough booze in all the worlds.
I'd be much more likely to end up wearing the candy thong and no one wants that.