Oh, Raq, that's so frustrating!
Yay, Nora! That's wonderful news!
I am HOME! YAY! I forgot how messy I left it. Oops.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Oh, Raq, that's so frustrating!
Yay, Nora! That's wonderful news!
I am HOME! YAY! I forgot how messy I left it. Oops.
ND, those sound logos are fucking awesome!
Kick ass logos ND!
I'm taking the day off to get some stuff done (get passport, do some grocery shopping, go to the library etc.) Know what I've done so far? Showered and had coffee.
PASSPORT! I need to do that. Friday. Friday I will take care of that.
If it weren't for my mother I would be screwed re: my passport. She has stayed on me because she had to get my birth card.
Let's hope I actually get it done today without her riding me.
A friend bugged and bugged me about renewing my passport...from a somewhat paranoid "In this day and age, no right thinking person would be without one" sort of way.
Good thing she did, when I finally pulled it out of the drawer to see when it would expire, I had one day to get it done. Saved a bunch in re-issue vs. renewal fees, bless her.
God, Vortex, how frustrating. I have nothing for you but punctuation.
Many thanks for the Birthday wishes! I had a very nice day.
I am brimming with kitten envy! Brimming! My kitten says very little, and when he does it's these pathetic wee murmurous half-mews. 'Course he used to have a big deep booming meow, back before that whole genital mutilation thing. Once his bollocks went, his voice went too.
t guilty
Perhaps this voice will come back someday Fay. But, in contrast, all those potential stray progeny...and their fates...would have lasted forever. Good on you for having him snipped.
Huh. Despite falling asleep at 2AM, I woke up just after 7 this morning. My body seems to know that the school year cometh. I am going into work today to get my classroom organized, but there's no point in getting in the shower now for an early start--not fighting my way through the height of rush hour when I don't need to, thankyouverymuch--so this early wakeup is a bit off-putting. I have fed and medicined the kitten and let the cats out. Now I am back in bed with the laptop, pretending I'm going to get more sleep.
I'm so glad you all like ND's logos! Aren't they awesome?!?
Oooo, I want a Diablo Sound t-shirt!He is actually having embroidered T-shirts and other sundries for the business, but only for crew and such at this point. He should totally do a regular T-shirt run through Zazzle for people who want their own, too!
Fay, no need to feel guilty--so much better to neuter! Well done. And having a quiet kitten definitely has its advantages. IJS. (Ftr, our little guy was neutered before we brought him home, and it certainly hasn't affected his voice. Maybe your kitten was going to have a voice change anyway?)
Sox, it's so sad to say goodbye to an old house, but I just know that soon you'll grow just as attached to your new home. Iris is so damned cute with her very own bedroom, too.
Nora, that's wonderful news! What a huge relief to know that the parishioner is free.
YAY home, vw!
d, I hope the massage helps a lot.
Here is my good news/bad news porny Monday story:
Yesterday in class I yanked the hell out of a left hip flexor by not turning my right foot out during a round kick (and then powering through anyway). The word you're looking for is "owfuckowfuckouchhhhhhhhh".
(It'll be fine, spoke to my instructor, he checked it out, we're going to watch it and he'll tell me if there are things I shouldn't do for a couple of days, etc. etc. etc. It already hurts less, didn't tighten up overnight, I'm not too concerned.)
Last night, my yummy yummy tennis coach friend calls... he's back for the U.S. Open! Woo Hoooooo! I'll see him shortly and then I'll see him nekkid.
I tell him about the Mixed Martial Arts classes (he's psyched), about the pull (he agrees with the things my Joshu said), we catch up on what's going on with him and then we initiate one of those special conversations...
Him: So, baby, are you gonna come for me?
Me: HELL no. I just pulled the shit out of a hip flexor
Him: Live with the pain! Go for the orgasm!
I'm still laughing (which hurts). It was like the World's Most Innapropriate Coaching Moment EVAH.