Any suggestions, Bitches? I have a few weeks.
Pie. Lots of pie. A different pie every day for a week.
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Any suggestions, Bitches? I have a few weeks.
Pie. Lots of pie. A different pie every day for a week.
::spreads health ~ma to family, friends and coworkers of the Bitches::
The librarian who has shingles called in sick today, so there are only two of us here in public services. Fortunately, it's quiet and I've been able to get some real work done.
Destructive urges all unaddressed!
I read this as "urges all un-dressed."
I could be naked and deconstructing my new place RIGHT NOW. If it weren't for that whole need to work to pay for the new place thing.
Between the upcoming holiday weekend and the great weather we've got here in the Midwest, the bookstore was very quiet last night. If it wasn't for a bunch of people picking up book orders that we called them about earlier in the day, it would have been even deader. I'm hoping it's not too bad on Saturday and Sunday.
I really would like to have some fun for a change. Any suggestions, Bitches? I have a few weeks.
Start planning a new tattoo: design, location, size, how best to set it off with wardrobe/hair/etc. choices once it's ready for display.
Get past your writer's block with a nice RPF frenzy, crime novelist style -- there are so many egregious assholes in public life begging for a little killing, even if purely imaginary (if you're willing to do fic on commission, I'm sure everyone here could compile a list that'd keep you busy for the next couple months). And, who knows, it might kick-start something non-ficcy, just plain good juicy fiction.
I'd have more, but the baby is eating my brain. Later, I promise.
Hec, all the best wishes for your friend and her family. Also, what Ginger says is very true. My mother was diagnosed with leukemia when I was 10, and the oncologist figured she had about six weeks to live. (He didn't tell her that, he only told my dad.)
Mom has been in remission for 28 years now. Her former oncologist has her come talk to new patients to tell them that the odds can be beaten.
Oh Jilli, what a wonderful story. May her luck be with GF's dad!
Seattle people, it looks like I will be in your area very briefly later this month. I'm teaching a class in Yakima and I'm flying in and out of Seattle. I'm thinking dinner might be doable if all aligns.
Oh, Hec, I'm so very sorry. My thoughts and prayers to out to Karen, her family, and all that love her.
I, um, just woke up. Good of me to really screw up my sleep schedule FIVE days before school starts. I'm depriving myself of coffee, in the hopes that I'll want to just crawl back into bed between 9 and 10pm.
Of course, the downside to that is I just sent Cass an e-mail that said, "Have phone today!" Me=no working brain without coffee.
Seattle people, it looks like I will be in your area very briefly later this month. I'm teaching a class in Yakima and I'm flying in and out of Seattle. I'm thinking dinner might be doable if all aligns.
Eeee! Eeeee!