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[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.
wishes Suzi a nice warm bubble bath, a fluffy robe, and a long nap on the comfy sofa.
::Falls passionately in love with DJ::
I'm ok. Less anxious than yesterday, but still having these waves of ick. Slept like hell, so I'm tired. And work is up to my eyeballs. I tried to pass some stuff off to L yesterday, but she couldn't handle the work and it came back to me.
but she couldn't handle the work and it came back to me.
Oh, how frustrating. Hugs and hairpats and lots of love.
I tried to pass some stuff off to L yesterday, but she couldn't handle the work and it came back to me.
That doesn't sound promising.
Yikes, Suzi. I'm sorry.
And I feel like a bitch complaining, but what if I ended up staying out for a few days?!?!? Blarg.
Question for Seattleistas: Is there a reason the King County Transit website hates me and refuses to load? Or is it always like that? WTF? Is there a good way to find bus routes and stuff? Cause their website isn't it. And the other one I found, Seattle Bus Monster, is not working for me either (the routes show up, but on a background of grey, not a map. Which is kinda useless)
Oh, Bay Area folk: know anywhere in the East Bay I get free dinner on my birthday? And/or free ice cream?
meara's got bad transit mojo.
lisah needs some punk rock aerobics. "Hey, HO! Let's Go!"
That's more of an exhortation.
In the last day I've discovered that I can move the touchpad on the laptop by kneading my fingers on it instead of stroking it.
I have no idea why this is significant except it's totally changing my relationship to the computer.
Hippo Birdies, P-C!
I have no idea why this is significant except it's totally changing my relationship to the computer.
Imagine how the computer feels.