I can't recall the last time time I had a nightmare. All I dream about is sex, sex, sex. Not that I'm complaining but sometimes I worry about my brain.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[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.
Today is my day for maternal freaking out. My baby girl flies to Boston to look at schools tomorrow. I had been ok with this....but now I'm not able to think about much else.
I'm not worried about the trip itself, just....what if she decides she actually wants to go to school there? So far away.
Okay, I think I have everything printed out that I need for my rush passport. Now it's time to run down to a rush processing agency in Santa Monica and pay a bunch of money for this to happen.
I'm not worried about the trip itself, just....what if she decides she actually wants to go to school there? So far away.
But, I'm here! I'll make sure she's taken care of. Promise.
GC, have you heard of Paste Magazine? It's an Indie Music mag that comes with a CD of stuff. The mag is good, and the music is usually 4 star or higher. I think of the 12 months I've had it, only about 6 or so tracks got unchecked in iTunes. Anyhow, go to [link] and have a look.
Seconding that recommendation. Lots of good stuff, both in the mag and on the disc.
Okay, I think I have everything printed out that I need for my rush passport. Now it's time to run down to a rush processing agency in Santa Monica and pay a bunch of money for this to happen.
I need, need, need to get my passport. Not that I'm planning on leaving the country any time soon, but I'd rather have it and not need it, than need it and not have one.
(((Suzi))) K-Bug will be fine.
(((Sean))) I hope you get a long, restful night's sleep tonight with no nightmares.
Car-ma, vw.
I very rarely have fun dreams. I usually end up with anxiety dreams instead, usually school dreams or I've forgotten to do something dreams, like forgetting to buy Christmas presents. My newest anxiety dream, since having to have one of the prongs fixed on my engagement ring, is the ring falling apart.
Yeah, I fly to Toronto on the 27th, so this is needed for work.
I can't recall the last time time I had a nightmare. All I dream about is sex, sex, sex. Not that I'm complaining but sometimes I worry about my brain.Laga is me (jeez, I've typed this a lot in the past 30 days or so. SPOOKY).
(((Sean))) I hope you get a long, restful night's sleep tonight with no nightmares.
I think my normal sleep schedule will not be back on track until next week some time. But thanks.