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.
Mom and I are close. Dad and I have a good relationship, we aren't as close as I'd like, but we have such different views on life and there are so many things we can't talk about (religion, politics, social issues, etc) but we still have other stuff.
My brother and I aren't close. I wish we had a really great relationship but some how we just spark off each other in a bad way. Even though we have a lot of the same viewpoints we still can't figure out how to communicate them in a good way. We've been arguements where we agree but we can't seem to say it in away that gets through. But we don't hate each other or anything.
God damn, there's a lot of bad stuff landing on my people! WTF? Bad universe! No sticker!
All my punctuation are belong to you.
Mad congrats to SA wrt the choice of York or Cardiff - wouldn't know which one to push, really. Obviouisly I heart York, what with being, you know,
from Yorkshire,
but Wales is also v. fabulous. I guess if it were me I'd go for York on the basis of already having lived in Wales and not having yet lived in York. (Although if it
were
me, obviously, I'd go for Wales, because MEme has already lived in Yorkshire, but not lived in Wales. But you get my drift.)
However, I do not think you should celebrate your good fortune by setting your hair on fire. No. Bad decision.
I need dinner. I am hungry. and my blood sugar is in the hunger range. I can think of 500 things to eat, but I can't make up my mind. The only thing I know I don't want is anymore lazy lasagna. ( lasagna ingredients stirred together with short tube pasta and baked)Because I have eaten it for 3 days. It might be tomorrows lunch ( again)
Cardiff is gorgeous. I love it.
SA, please to not set your lovely self on fire.
I need dinner. I am hungry. and my blood sugar is in the hunger range. I can think of 500 things to eat, but I can't make up my mind.
I hate it when I'm hungry but can't decide what I'm hungry for.
I set my parent's kitchen on fire three times before I was 16, singed my bangs on a bunsen burner in chem class, set them on fire twice lighting cigs off candles, and a huge fireball charred my eyebrows and bangs while lighting a kiln for lost-wax casting in jewelry class.
Also, I stabbed myself in the ass with a paring knife when I was 14. No, not on purpose.
ita may be able to kill you with her pinkie, and River with her mind, but me? I do it with sheer stupidity.
I like the new-new one! They excused us from JD at 10. No more cases. I took a bus up to the U District, hit my fav barbershop, and had the girl there (who has almost identical texture issues to mine) fix it. She said she could try either a short Louise Brooks kind of bob, or just pixie it up.
It's pixied up. More Factory than Farrow.
So much cooler anyway! You know what I feel in my bones with an absolute certainty? It's going to be time soon for a Ple Dresses Up And Takes Picures day. It'll make everybody happier.
Announcement: Daniel is currently engaged in doing his best Brando-as-the-Godfather imitation singing, get this, "consider yourself at home/consider yourself part of the family".
Analysis: I'm terrified for myhis sanity.
Oh, Amy, god, that's awful! The bank better do right by you! And ~ma to your poor mom. That happened to my grandma, too; they finally had to use an ankle vein. *shudder* Oh, and ~ma to your FiL, too. This bad stuff needs to stop, right now.
Toddson, good grief. Oh, but hey, my mom had her cataracts removed and artificial lenses put in, and she walked out with 20/20 vision. So, you know... it might be all right.
BetsyHP, sorry about the boy's migraines! Damn.
Rains=pours.
There's a good reason I'm not close with (most of) my family. They're crazy. Crazy is not a good thing to be close to. I don't even know where most of my family lives.
I want to hug Tom Scola tight. And P.-C. too (careful of the shoulder). Hope that's okay.
I've never set my hair on fire. I did accidently set a bra on fire once, though.
Erin, ha!
ImeN, today I did my boss's job, because she... didn't. For the last three days. WTF? I don't know.
SA, yikes! Glad it was only a little singe.
ita may be able to kill you with her pinkie, and River with her mind, but me? I do it with sheer stupidity.
Erin is me. Again. Except I have never caught stuff on accidental fire. Oh, a fingernail once.
They are all waaaaaaaay the frack up near Denton though.
DJ, my knowledge of the area is approximatel,y -3 but that's not all that far away, no?
I found out the other day that we kids are throwing a surprise party for my dad and stepmom's 25th anniversary in about a month. Surprise! Especially for me.
She's a hermit who screens ALL her calls and makes me look social.
I like where there are people who are more hermit than I. It's like not being the craziest person in fandom. Reassuring.
I cleaned my stove! It took forever, but I took apart all the burner pieces and scrubbed everything, and now it's all clean and shiny and ready for Passover!
Still to do: oven, sink, counter, table, sort foods in cabinets. I can do the table and the foods tomorrow, then the rest of the kitchen stuff on Sunday, I think. (Erm. You're probably not at all interested in my progress updates. But my stove is clean! It deserves exclamation points!)
