How are you this morning?
Kinda crappy.
Did you have trouble sleeping last night?
Yeah. Bad nightmares.
[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.
How are you this morning?
Kinda crappy.
Did you have trouble sleeping last night?
Yeah. Bad nightmares.
I'm sorry. Nightmares suck.
Happy thoughts:
Mardi Gras! Go debauchery!
Fun memories of Rotic dinner and plans for more fun get togethers!
The year of the pig!
Jon B's birthday!
Happy Birthday to Jon!
eta: that's silver of course
Happy b-day, Jon!
Happy Birthday, Jon!
::hugs vw::
Actually I need a report from all the team 10-11 boys. How's baseball looking for both the Bens?
Surely you jest. We won't sign up for baseball here until sometime in late March, since the BAZILLION feet of snow needs to melt before we can consider playing.
Seriously, I think last year Ben's first game was late April.
Sorry about the nightmares, vw.
Gronk. I woke up with such a headache. My mother is going to be here in less than an hour. Must get moving and possibly clean this place up a bit.
I have to go back to the doctor, today. I'm still sick which is ramping my anxiety up - as apparently I'm on the bonus plan.
I want a skip over.
Vw, may you have a much better day, today.
{{{Cindy}}} Feel better.
Sorry about the nightmares, vw.
{{Cindy}} Sorry you have to go back to the dr. I hope you can shake this (the illness & the anxiety).
We need to take library books back today. I've already got a new list of books that I want to get.