Are you feeling any better today, Suzi?
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[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.
Have you ever gotten ready to go somewhere, to the point that you are ready to walk out the door, only to realize that your timing is off and you are an hour earlier than you need to be?
Hah! No. I am so not that organized.
In fact, I am someone who stayed up too late reading a book, had crazy dreams about having to do acrobatics to get into my new workplace (plus being lost, late, etc), and then slept in ridiculous late.
And no coffee yet. That would require getting dressed. Too much effort without coffee. Oh, the awful cycle.
Meh. The spinning isn't gone. But if I go slow, I'm ok. I'm just not very good at going slow.
Suzi, I've had vertigo, and it was just awful. You have all of my sympathy and get-well-soon ~ma.
So tired. Hopefully no delays in Dallas today.
Miss you, sweetie.
Miss you too. I ate an airport pannini whose flavor bore a striking resemblance to ass.
I'm sorry to hear that. No one should have to eat pannini ass.
Jilli, I just heard a rumor that will intrigue you.
I walked into Pottery Barn yesterday and discovered that their entire new line of office furniture is all steampunk. There are nineteenth-century stop watch clocks, 1930s-style phones, desks that look like they should be in an 1897 machine shop, etc.
More Jilli fun: A particularly vampiric episode of Lenore.
Conversational highlight last night at the Empire Room was with AmyLiz while looking over vintage newspaper headlines for the Chron.
Decided that Plush Proprietor would make a great band name (or possibly a Justin Timberlake song title). The band that would open for him was also pulled from the headline: The Toy Charlatans.