It's too.hot.for.word.
You do well to flee, townspeople! I will pillage your lands and dwellings! I will burn your crops and make merry sport with your more attractive daughters! Ha ha ha! Mark my words! Ooh! Ale! I smell delicious ale!
Olaf the Troll ,'Showtime'
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.
sj - Jun 27, 2007 10:34:11 am PDT #4567 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
SuziQ - Jun 27, 2007 10:49:32 am PDT #4568 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Super Seekrit message to connie: e me your address.
UTI = STFU. Seriously. Glad you found some cranberry juice. Now GO AWAY. GET OUT. GET OUT. GET OUT.
Vortex - Jun 27, 2007 10:58:12 am PDT #4569 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
L is now sharing details of her UTI. Please STOP. Just....no.
just start yelling over the cubicle wall -
"Do you have a discharge? 'Cause my friend S says that's a real problem with a UTI. How much cranberry juice are you drinking for your UTI. Gotta watch the sugar", etc.
SuziQ - Jun 27, 2007 10:59:39 am PDT #4570 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Vortex - can I call you and put you on speakerphone? That would just make the day perfect.
Nora Deirdre - Jun 27, 2007 11:03:31 am PDT #4571 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
adventures in (lack of) A/C, by Nora:
Before giant heat wave, we discover that the burning smell we noticed last week was actually the HVAC motor destroying itself. D'oh! However, we survive through copious cold showers, no indoor cooking, and retreats to the shady yard. Today, I show up for work, and the a/c is broken there, too. D'oh! D'oh! I go home because no a/c at home is miles better than no a/c at work. Guys show up to replace the motor, yay! It cost $674. BOO.
I CAN HAZ LANDLORD PLZ?
sj - Jun 27, 2007 11:14:07 am PDT #4572 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Nora, I hope you're nice and cool now. I just arrived at Mom's where there is central air, and I may have to sleep in the living room at the apartment because that's where our only AC is. No one should be without AC when it's this hot.
Scrappy - Jun 27, 2007 11:18:06 am PDT #4573 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Nora, if you had a landlord, they'd be promising you repairs on Friday, so you'ld stay home from work and swelter no one would come or call to explain why. After you leave many ever more furious messages, a guy would finally show up next Tuesday.
Signed, Have Had Some Horrendous Landlords
Vortex - Jun 27, 2007 11:20:20 am PDT #4574 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Why God, WHY?!?!? Spats
Vortex - can I call you and put you on speakerphone? That would just make the day perfect.
you have my cell, right?
vw bug - Jun 27, 2007 11:20:37 am PDT #4575 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Hec and JZ, what a scary day. Hugs to you all and to EM too. And much as I hate hospitalization, it usually gives me the kick in the pants I need to get back on track and find a little hope. I hope that if EM needs a hospitalization that it will do that for her.
Poor Nora! What is with today?
Also, it's freaking hot out. It's so hot out that I don't want to know what the temperature it is. I may never leave my air conditioned apartment again.
Atropa - Jun 27, 2007 11:26:23 am PDT #4576 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Why God, WHY?!?!? Spats
Wow. Those are horrible spats. And I *like* the idea of spats! [link] (Warning, flash intro thingummie. But gorgeous spats!)