Nicole, I would offer to fly to your neck of the woods and distract you, but the sad truth is that the offer would be as much about my avoiding my grading as seeing you. I was sooooo productive this week...I donwanna have to do stuff this weekend!
River ,'Safe'
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.
Oops. Echo. Echo.
Well, we have three couples and two parents and no food yet. I'm at loose ends. Blarg. It is going to be a LONG couple of hours before the limos whisk the kids away.
That's ok, Kristin. While it'd be very squee-worthy if you came to visit, after a couple of minutes I'd probably just bitch about having to get dressed or whine about having to drive out to the airport.
This is why we need a transporter. Damn it.
Maybe I'll search through the dvd cabinet and see if anything looks interesting. I guess I could watch Shaun of the Dead again since I'm supposed to go see Hot Fuzz tomorrow...
Good luck, Suzi!
The guide said Scrubs was on so I sat through five minutes of a Pussycat Dolls concert waiting for what I thought was a really long commercial to end.
Pussycat Dolls singing anything by Nina Simone is so completely wrong. So wrong. Ick.
May you have few emergencies to deal with tonight, Suzi!
What to do, what to do. I've caught up with Blood Ties, I've watched two more Dresden Files, I've downloaded the two episodes of Grey's Anatomy that I missed, I guess I could go balance my checkbook.
How about a game of lit, Sail...
I think I could handle that. My tummy is full, so you'll have to be careful I don't fall asleep in the middle of making a word.
Suh-weet! Skip on over to yahoo, girlie.