I found something to do. I bought a 30Gb video iPod (no, not just now; three weeks ago) and I'm finally putting music on it. My videophile friend at work has been teasing me for having the thing and not even taking it out the box. I'm weird that way.
'Beneath You'
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[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.
Sassy Kristin hair!
vw, I'm sorry you had to deal with that. If I could, I'd send you our ex-doorman. He'd break a jaw for you.
I have had a weekend. We had slumber party last night. Y'all remember the saga with friend L whose husband is a dick? Friday night we were out and I guess when she got home he totally flipped out. Took her keys, wallet, passport, phone and smashed the land line. Threatened to shoot her grandfather if he came to get her. She was going to call me so that I could bring her over here and Mr. Jane could handle him, but no phone.
Right now she's at a friend's house. She packed enough for the sleep over last night to last her a couple of weeks. We went and saw Waitress earlier, which could we have picked a more on the nose movie?
I think I was loading tunes within an hour of getting my iPod.
Hey Beej, remember that calf cramp I got when we were walking to you place? It stuck with me the rest of the weekend and I had to go for an "emergency massage" to work it out. Ahhhh, finally some relief.
Oh, and I keep thinking about Bartleby. What a sweet dog.
Now I'm just hoping to get a decent night's sleep since my body clock is all screwed up.
Kristin the general consensus around here is that $3 would have been a nice tip for the pushy car detailer.
DJ, someone big and mean needs to sort L's husband out, quick.
I just broke two glasses while washing dishes. In a row. One I tapped - lightly! - against the faucet, but the other just came apart in my hands. I can't remember the last time I broke a glass. It's weird.
And then I felt like a stalker, because I knew she was working in the beer tent, so I *had* to walk past from a distance and look at her while she couldn't see me. I feel pathetic. No, wait, I AM pathetic. And yet, I'm not managing to care enough about that to stop being pathetic...
If it makes you feel better, I saw her and snubbed her.
If it makes you feel better, I saw her and snubbed her.
That right there is a true friend, o meara my meara.
{{{vw}}} Random aggressive crazy substance-abusing people on public transit is just suckalicious; it's so easy to feel completely trapped. Good on you for reporting him and getting out of there -- even all freaked out, you're taking care of yourself.
Kristin's hair sounds gorgeous, and I'm glad I can't see Tep's boy all dressed up because I'm fairly certain I would covet his corset.
DJ, that's AWFUL! I'm so glad she's away from him, I hope she's able to stay away.
wondered if it's pronounced Mee-eh-rah like I always imagined or meer-ah like I suspect (although maybe also mare-ah).
Hee! Well, I suppose really you can pronounce it however--it's not my "real" name. But when I answer to it, it's usually when it's pronounced more along the "meer-ah" lines
If it makes you feel better, I saw her and snubbed her.
Actually, that makes me feel a lot better. Thank you. :)
ION, they grow up so fast...
Hee!
Oh, Daisy, I'm so glad L. is out of there! That's a whole lot of bad craziness. Poor girl.