I think the frag-n-post is adorable.
Yup, I said adorable.
It really is fun to listen to them all scream and swear at each other. Sean just yelled, "No! Stop! STOP SHOOTING AT ME!" Which didn't work. Surprisingly.
[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 think the frag-n-post is adorable.
Yup, I said adorable.
It really is fun to listen to them all scream and swear at each other. Sean just yelled, "No! Stop! STOP SHOOTING AT ME!" Which didn't work. Surprisingly.
I don't even know what all the fragging-related activity IS. So the links are thoughtful and shit, but I have no clue.
And in a smooth segue to mememememe....
I am so. damned. exhausted. It's been lovely, but spending the last 5 days doing nothing but driving back and forth and back and forth again, all over town, to various family/friend holiday gatherings, has worn. me. out.
Saturday was a friend's party. They live about 45 minutes north of me. Fun, absolutely, but a long-ass drive nonetheless.
Sunday was Xmas Eve, and involved a trip to Dad's in the afternoon (20-minute drive) for presents with the bro, followed by a late lunch with Dad, bro, SiL, and SiL's parents. That was followed immediately by going out to my Mom's (another 15- to 20-minute drive from my dad's place) for an extremely loud and nerve-jangling fete with my stepdad's family.
Monday, traditional Xmas observed. I spent the night at my Mom's the night before, so we opened presents with the bro and SiL in the morning, followed by a big-ass breakfast and such. Then I drove back home (30-minute drive) to get a shower and a nap. Then I picked up The Boy and we went to my aunt's for Xmas dinner (another 20-ish-minute drive).
Tuesday was Xmas with The Boy's family (35- to 40-minute drive), which was long but very very nice, capped off by helping The Boy take 3 cats to the vet at 10:30 p.m. last night. It wasn't an emergency; the cats had appts. today to get spayed, and The Boy was able to drop them off the night before. So I helped.
Today was driving back out to Dad's to see the bro and SiL, since they leave tomorrow morning. After that, I went to get my oil changed in my car, since my dad lives close to the dealership. After 2 hours, the car was done. I knew my bro and SiL were going to stop at my mom's before dinner; my mom lives 10 minutes from the dealership, so I decided to drive out there because my car wasn't ready until just about dinnertime. So I got to see the bro and SiL one more time.
And I just got home.
The Boy said he might need my help with the newly-spayed cats, and I don't think I can go back out. I mean it. I'm shredded. Does that make me a bad girlfriend?
on phone wioth laura got it
Laura, what happened? I was talking to you and then...
ANyhoo, it was lovely to hear your voice.
And David, thanks for the info. I am so distracted when I am in the phone that typing and talking renders me stupid. See above post.
Tep said the "g" word! Heh.
Ok, I am going to play with music.
I lost you Erin. I was on the VoIP phone and the internet burped. Nice to hear your pretty voice again.
xposty!
There I was blah blah blahing. I thought you'd maybe snuck off for a quick bubble bath and a shot!
Good plan! Nah, I could hear you for a bit, but you couldn't hear me. Then my son jumped up and said his Warcraft game was no longer on line and went to reset the router. 4 people in the house. All 4 on their computers.
Hmm, bubble bath and shot. Well, shot anyway.
Hey, my dad plays WoW. Hee. Course, so do 7 zillion other people.
He got headphones and a Wow book (and pins) this Xmas, so now he can be all talkie-dwarf-fighter, Go, team Dad!
I'm starting to worry that b.org causes migraines.
That thought had crossed my mind a few times as well, but I usually manage to push it away pretty quickly.
Aimee, for winter clothes for Em, it might work to bring the warmest you have for the first day, then stop by a Salvation Army or Goodwill and pick up stuff for the rest of the trip. Then, you can take it back when you're done. Or leave it in a box on your mom's living room for for her to take back!