I will just have to inflict my rhythm guitarists on you all.
Your rhythm guitarists, I like them. I don't know if I'd be comforted, exactly, but I wouldn't be sad.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I will just have to inflict my rhythm guitarists on you all.
Your rhythm guitarists, I like them. I don't know if I'd be comforted, exactly, but I wouldn't be sad.
As long as you didn't insist I participate.
Of course not. I have plenty of baby lesbians around to kidnap in case of a bandsquee emergency.
Man, I am so bummed about us not being able to go to Comicon this year. I'm missing everyone! Allyson, Neil Gaiman, Gerard Way ...
Apart from the whole GWay thang, yes, I wish we could be at SDCC. I even had someone ask today if I was signing there.
Why have no Buffistas purchased a private jet for us all to borrow? Whhhhhy?
Jilli, if we're ever going to go to SDCC, we will probably have to start planning in January.
Of course not. I have plenty of baby lesbians around to kidnap in case of a bandsquee emergency.
Wait, why do you need to borrow baby lesbians to squee about a boy band? I'm confused. Save me some baby lesbians!!
Okay, I have a dilemma. Lori's coming over to have Noah time
These are the options:
1. I could take a nap.
2. I should go visit Grace since I didn't yesterday.
3. I need to go back to Target since I forgot storage bags for breast milk.
4. I'd like to go to yoga.
Sigh. What to do?
I'm happy--I was on call for the bookstore tonight, which I assumed meant that I had to be available for them to call me in if needed, but I found out this afternoon meant that I have to call them to find out if I'm needed. But, I just called and I'm not needed, so I get to go home at 6:00 and finally get around to doing all my dishes that have been piling up and watch TV. Yay!
I'm liking the job so far, but I will say that my 41-y.o. body is not too big a fan of retail work yet. My 36-y.o. body was the last one to experience retail, and it wasn't too thrilled but dealt with it. It took about an hour and a half for my feet to stop spasming last night. I'm taking my first paycheck this weekend and seeing if I can find some good-quality shoes that have the comfort level of gym shoes but don't look like them to wear instead of the cheap-o Payless loafers I'm currently wearing because they're the only closed-toe shoes I have that aren't gym shoes. (Imelda Marcos, I am not.)
Kat, can you combine Target and yoga, and then visit Grace tomorrow?
Then again, getting some sleep might be in order now that you have a little person at home with you (yay, Noah!!).
Let me know if you're visiting Gracie, I'm feeling icky and will stay home if I know she'll have company tonight.
so I will just have to inflict my rhythm guitarists on you all.
You've probably left the office, but.... link?
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1. I could take a nap.
ALWAYS pick nap. (Says the big fat hypocrite who is using D's evening naptime to catch up on the internets...but seriously, nap.)