35? It's 26 here!
Last week -- I swear it was in the 70s/80s.
It's 39 here. Yesterday's high was *79*. And I have a porcupine in my throat.
[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.
35? It's 26 here!
Last week -- I swear it was in the 70s/80s.
It's 39 here. Yesterday's high was *79*. And I have a porcupine in my throat.
My Farsi only came out around my Persian grandma.
Grandma Fati is visiting from Iran this summer. She hasn't seen her granddaughter yet, so it's going to be fun. Ethan's baby sister is just starting to speak it, too--she's 18 months.
What I think is totally hilarious is that Ethan uses the English word "vagina" but uses a Farsi word for "penis." I wonder if it would be the other way around if his mother was Persian and his dad American.
It's 39 here. Yesterday's high was *79*. And I have a porcupine in my throat.
We hit 82 yesterday. We were all in shorts. Feh. Snow tomorrow. SNOW! We all have colds and I'm dying from congestion and sore throat. Owen has the same thing.
I could blame mine on toxic airplane air but our playdate on Friday had a runny nose so it could be the fault of Typhoid Audrey.
and in person soon...right?
Yes!! The end of this month. I leave here in 10 days, and I'm simultaneously chomping at the bit to leave and frantic that I won't be able to get everything done here before I leave. Buffistas!! Live and in person!! Whoot!
Also, Suzi, I'm sorry I said to talk with us and then left. I had an opportunity to LEAVE WORK, and I took it.
Plus, I had to go vote. It was a no fun election. Ptui, we shall speak of it no more.
ahh spring... when predicting the weather is an example of chaos
Well, I LJed her, which means she'll have it in writing. So there.
That's good! She will have a reference.
Yes!! The end of this month. I leave here in 10 days, and I'm simultaneously chomping at the bit to leave and frantic that I won't be able to get everything done here before I leave. Buffistas!! Live and in person!! Whoot!
This is me re: SF except it's 15 days, and there's a smattering of "OMG! What if they decide I suck!?!"
"OMG! What if they decide I suck!?!"
Not bloody likely. My North Beach friends are already half in love for you for drinking green Chartreuse.
"OMG! What if they decide I suck!?!"
stares at sentence
it makes no sense
perhaps DJ is speaking another language.
Hee. I can just be really insecure sometimes. I don't often come off that way, but I get really nervous about new people. When I was little it was waaaaaaay worse. I've had sort of a "Make New Friends" initiative, and it's just this past Sunday that I had the nerve to call and invite people to come hang out with just me and away from the Vine because in my head it goes, "They're hanging out with you because it's convenient. If you try to make plans they'll be 'busy.'"