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Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History  

[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.


Connie Neil - Mar 16, 2007 5:03:32 am PDT #1095 of 10003
brillig

Snow?? We're looking at 70 degrees this weekend in the mountains of Utah.

Damn, it's nice to be on this side of the weather divide.


SuziQ - Mar 16, 2007 5:04:25 am PDT #1096 of 10003
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

There have been rumors of temp in the 80's here - perfect softball weather...


sj - Mar 16, 2007 5:26:06 am PDT #1097 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

It's just starting to snow now, but it is not accumulating yet. To call my landlord or not to call my landlord? On the one hand I don't want to be out two hours from now if the storm has gotten worse. On the other hand, I have to go to the market anyway.


Sparky1 - Mar 16, 2007 5:30:36 am PDT #1098 of 10003
Librarian Warlord

sj, call your landlord and leave the decision about whether to show the apartment up to her. But, tell her you'll make your decision about whether or not to clear out of the place based on the storm and driving conditions, not her schedule.


Gudanov - Mar 16, 2007 5:35:34 am PDT #1099 of 10003
Coding and Sleeping

I have just dived back into the Bitch thread after a long time and yikes, I just wish things start going better for Aimee and family, life is throwing way too much suck at you right now. Tons of ~ma.


sj - Mar 16, 2007 6:01:34 am PDT #1100 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Hi, Gud!

I've called both of the numbers and my landlord hasn't called me back. The snow is accumulating, and I'm not going anywhere. Oh, well.


Beverly - Mar 16, 2007 6:05:20 am PDT #1101 of 10003
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I strongly suspect the weather forecast types hype these because it looks better if they predict snowpocalypse and are wrong than to miss it and everyone gets buried. But the "cry wolf" factor does set in after a while (not unlike with the frelling terror alert levels).

I actually emailed the local station because they pre-empted prime time to sit onscreen monitoring the doppler radar and waiting for live reports from the field during a tornado watch. I called them ghouls and opportunistic sadists, panderers and shills to the disaster-lusting prurient component of their viewing audience.

And now they run a crawl at the bottom of the screen, but they don't pre-empt shows unless there's a clear and actual disaster. Works for me.


Gudanov - Mar 16, 2007 6:09:52 am PDT #1102 of 10003
Coding and Sleeping

I actually emailed the local station because they pre-empted prime time to sit onscreen monitoring the doppler radar and waiting for live reports from the field during a tornado watch.

There is a station like that here. It will be non stop coverage of doppler whenever there may be a tornado somewhere in the viewing area with repetitive time filling advice about what to do in an emergency. Which is great during an emergency, but most of the time, not really an emergency.


Nora Deirdre - Mar 16, 2007 6:17:58 am PDT #1103 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I don't know what to do... I'm feeling crappy (stomach stuff as well as persistant sore throat) and the SNOWPOCALYPSE is coming, and I don't really have anything to do here, and I kind of want to go home. However, I have plans with EllenBS after work but they may be called off anyway on account of snow!


vw bug - Mar 16, 2007 6:20:34 am PDT #1104 of 10003
Mostly lurking...

Ok. I went and ran my errands, got a little dizzy, so decided to get some lunch and some water. Well, now my stomach is really unhappy. I had to get off the train to puke twice on my way home. So much for school. I appear to be a puke monster.