'Objects In Space'
[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.
And now I'm home, sweet home. Must jump in the shower and head over to school, because I have no idea who scheduled tutoring appointments with me today. Apparently, the prof forgot to leave the sign-up sheet in my envelope. So, I just have to be there all day. Grrrr...
That's evil, vw. Good luck today.
Thanks, you. I'm actually awake and feeling pretty good. We'll see how long that lasts :).
The rest of my SF pictures are up: [link] including a picture of me that I actually like! [link]
Oh, and he's going to head up to Salem for Halloween.
Yay?
This week is a cranky-making one from a commuting standpoint. The commute home today is also going to be FUBAR'd due to folks leaving the BoSox victory rally this afternoon. Tomorrow, Halloween, 'nuff said. But tomorrow, at least, I'm leaving early- taking the afternoon off.
I just want to get home today without too much commuting drama- I need rest to fight off any germs that Tom has been giving off!
So sleepy.
I'm having a morning. I went to pull my nylons on and lost all energy at my knees. That is the kind of morning I'm talking about.
This morning so far I have - Fallen up the stairs on the way to the canteen, and I now have a bruised thigh and boob; dropped my microscope on the floor, flung a cup of tea all over the floor and myself, and cut my finger with a knife while slicing an orange.
Why was I allowed leave the house this morning?
t carefully wraps Jars in bubblewrap
OK, I am about out of patience. I've been trying to get hold of various medical people ... for TWO WEEKS. They're never available when I call and they refuse to call back. I was on hold - for nearly ten minutes - and had to put my call on hold to answer the phone. (I'm the only one in the office today.) Got this guy who was sloooow ... when I finally got him off the phone, I went back to my call ... just in time to hear someone hang up on me. argh! I'm back on hold ... seven minutes so far.
Is there some kind of rule that doctors do not return calls ever?
Sorry, Jars. I was supposed to keep you from leaving the house, but I was asleep on the job.
Eta: arg, Toddson! How frustrating.
Also, nice pics, vw!
Dear Self:
Next year, you are buying Emeline's costume.
Signed,
Exhausted self who was up until midnight making the damn thing and then finished it at quarter of eight this morning.