Bleh. Went to school, tutored a student (very badly -- my brain wasn't quite working right), went grocery shopping, came home, felt miserable. Took my temperature, and I've got a fever. Coughing up yellowish guck . To the doctor tomorrow, I think.
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.
Oh dear, Hil. I hope a bit of rest and soup helps.
Happy Lillybean Tickybox Day!!!
HAPPY TICKYBOX BIRTHDAY! Also, did I read right? Is Sox's little Iris also having a birthday today? If so, Happy Birthday, Baby Sox!
Laura, I'm so sorry. How incredibly frustrating. Hil, feel better!
nope - she's just *slept in*!
what are the buffista babies planning...
no idea - but I hope it will kick ass.
Kristin, did you get number$ for your 5th class today?
Sox, how did your DH's interview go?
too soon to tell - and there are a couple more on the way. Which is good because today I have to mail the IRS an irrational, unwarranted, enormous, horrible, no-good, very bad check thanks to a mis-com on DH's postdoc grant. SO, a real job would be fabu.
Still, one interview in B-more, another in PA, and a couple more in DC/VA all in a couple of weeks. This could get really tricky, really fast. Don't shout 'VA!' too loud, coz - I like my Bawlimore Hon's a bunch.
Cool. Although I'm just a Homicide and Wire fan. Oh, and John Waters. I'm sad he is not my freaky uncle or something, even though I ultimately chickened out on "Pink Flamingos"
don't forget 12 Monkeys, Liberty Heights and Diner (filmed just around the corner) and Tin Men - and the first 5 minutes of Sleepless in Seattle (ditto). And Duff, from Ace of Cakes. And Menken, of course. And Dorothy Parker - just because.
[added:] - see? I'm pining already.
Hil, get better soon.
In mememe news - I'm good at being a hardass. I'm good at saying, "No, I need this now, you had the time, now give me the info." Doesn't mean I like doing it, and it really doesn't mean that I want to do it every bloody week. Gah.
I think it may already be shot time (Suzi, SHUT IT).