Raq, are you feeling better?
Jayne ,'Safe'
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 think whether or not Apples to Apples is hugely fun or just meh has a lot to do with the group of people playing it.
Cash, yeah, sort of. The worst is over, but I'm sore and exhausted. I haven't been that sick in ever.
I'm glad you're feeling better, Raq.
My classes start back up today after two weeks off. I just printed up all of the course material, and now I have to think of something to say in my introduction that I haven't already said six times.
Well, fuckity, in a nibbled-by-ducks way. Just had an exhausting early morning wrestling with Matilda, who was wheezy and congested and finally screaming with misery; after much maneuvering, I managed to snot-suck appallingly enormous wads of phlegm and mucus out of both nostrils, Matilda shrieking the entire time, with a betrayed expression and tears rolling down her cheeks. After the removal of the last of the goo, she looked startled, then beamed, then collapsed and is now sleeping a peaceful, non-wheezy, non-labored sleep for the first time in two days.
I also just composed a long, thoughtful response to my dad's latest manipulative self-absorbed email about the baptism -- and lost it, timed out by my work email's server. No saved draft, no nothing. Man, I'm two ticks away from waiting for David's dad to get here, then bundling her into Bev's dress and dunking her in the kitchen sink. Grr, and also argh.
{{{{{JZ}}}}}
JZ, I love you very much, but if you dunk her, she'll end up Protestant, like me, and that never ends well.
Well, my own church does say I can dunk her myself in case of emergency. I don't know whether "So as not to bite a hole in my own cheek holding my tongue" counts as an emergency, but I'm just about willing to chance it.
Well, my own church does say I can dunk her myself in case of emergency. I don't know whether "So as not to bite a hole in my own cheek holding my tongue" counts as an emergency, but I'm just about willing to chance it.
I'd say incipient mutilation of lovely JZ cheeks is an emergency. NO BITING! YAY DUNKING!
You mean that after the wedding being All About Him, now the baptism is too? Thank God you aren't Jewish. He'd probably insist on being a major player in the bris.