Gah. I'm going to go back to bed and try to sleep this time. Otherwise I'll get nothing done tomorrow. Wish me sleep~ma, Buffistas!
Angel ,'Just Rewards (2)'
The Crying of Natter 49
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
and dream of large women
Skipping (hello, new thread!) and ignoring ongoing conversations in order to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Miracleman's birthday. Happy birthday, MM! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Hippo Birdies, MM!
I know that either Moro or Morro means Moor. Hmmm.
I started using a pill dispenser when I started taking a daily prescription pill and then had trouble remembering if I'd taken it first thing in the morning or not. Now I can look in the compartment and reassure myself that through the fog of lifting sleepiness I remembered or not.
The supplements aren't nearly as important, but it's nice to take them on a regular basis all the same.
Just as long as I remember to fill up the pill dispenser when I'm actually conscious. There's the real trick....
Happy Birthday to MM! May it be a year of prosperity, health, happiness, stripey tights, and candy bras!
HBD, MM!!
So, I didn't fall into my usual trap of sleeping way too late on Sunday morning, setting myself up for a bad beginning of the work week, but there was no reason whatsoever for me to wake up at 8!
I bought a brand new wardrobe right before I got pregnant, the first time.
Well, there is definitely this aspect. I did just buy a new wardrobe to fit. Not tops so much as pants and skirts. And now it's all packed away in rubbermaid tubs marked skinny clothes.
I really need to replace the floor covering in the dining room.
sarameg, to me, this screams out, Whitemarsh Ikea!
I'm all congested today with a sore throat. I don't wanna be sick! I wanna feel not so sore-throaty with the weird demi-moore-voice.
Happy Birthday, Miracleman!
My apartment is a disaster, and yet I am full of sloth. Bleh.
My iPod has crashed in some bizarre way (it won't load songs). If you try to look at the checked playlists in iTunes, it crashes the program... so I guess I don't know what is actually corrupt here. So now I have an appointment with the Genius Bar.
Since I do all my housework with the iPod on, and the iPod doesn't work, does that mean I get excused from the housework?