ooh ... poor Emmett. Hope the pain stops soon.
and best wishes for a letter to lisah FAST.
From Overheard in NY:
"Old man: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways... Pie."
[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.
ooh ... poor Emmett. Hope the pain stops soon.
and best wishes for a letter to lisah FAST.
From Overheard in NY:
"Old man: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways... Pie."
Morning, All.
Offer-ma to lisah & ChiKat.
Speedy recovery to Emmett.
Umm, hugs & ~ma to anyone who needs/wants that I missed.
I'm feeling a little whiney today. I thought I'd be able to start wearing my contacts again today, but woke up with newly pinked, slightly itchy eyes. So, that's glasses for another dance class tonight. And in my dance class on Monday, I pulled something in both arms working on the lift we just learned for our Jitterbug routine. (It's gonna be really cute, just practicing it a few dozen times wasn't so much pleasant for the upper arms, or shoulders, or chest, really). But no need for brackets, just wanted to whine for a sec.
"Old man: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways... Pie."
Heh, I'll bet that was actually Pi.
gah! Okay. Guy called to see if I'd gotten letter and there's nothing in my gmail box. I asked him to resend both to gmail & yahoo accounts and nothing in either of them yet. Universe! How much crazier do you really want me to be today?!?
ok, but lisah, if they're calling to see if you got the letter, then they're not afeared of the smiting... that's good?!?
Did you know there was a testicular reflex?
I know I've been able to inculcate one, but I didn't know they came pre-installed.
I hope Emmett's groin forgives him soon and everything goes back to normal.
One of the krav students who's particularly odd made up a birthday card for one of the instructors (he's in FX, so it was really sharply designed) whose punchline (when you lifted a tab on the inside) was his bruised nut sack from a groin kick the instructor had given him.
Her birthday was in January and she's still showing it around.
But that was earned bruising, not stupid stuff like is plaguing Emmett.
if they're calling to see if you got the letter, then they're not afeared of the smiting... that's good?!?
oh yeah. I totally thought he was calling to say they'd decided I wasn't right for them after all. How much time before I email him and say "Just Reply to this with letter attached dofus!" ?
it _is_ a technologically inclined company....
I still have my fingers x-ed for you, lisah. I'll be in B'more on Sunday -- come on over to Sox's house!
::waits for Sox to say something:: Hee!
it _is_ a technologically inclined company....
I am very familiar with those.