Sometimes I hate where I live. Last night the power went out twice, there were two cat-in- heat episodes which drives my dogs crazy, and a car alarm woke me up at 4:30.
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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.
Bah. Has anyone else here ever lost his or her sense of smell during a cold (and not just due to stuffiness)?
Oh, Stephanie, no fun!
Has anyone else here ever lost his or her sense of smell during a cold (and not just due to stuffiness)?
Yes.
And, my favorite scarf pattern says to work to 72".
That's reassuring, vw. I assume you did get it back eventually? This is all very disconcerting.
Last night the power went out twice, there were two cat-in- heat episodes which drives my dogs crazy, and a car alarm woke me up at 4:30.
{{Stephanie}} not fun, especially when you are pregnant and need your sleep!
Please could I have a lovely British boyfriend?
waves wand
Oh, thank you FairyFayMother!! Any LBB (lovely British boyfriend) coming from your wand will be enchanting and smart and sexy and fun. I could ask for no better!
I assume you did get it back eventually?
Oh, yeah! I get it sometimes with bad asthma attacks too.
ok, I am beyond angry. I sat at the midwife's office for 45 minutes this morning only to hear that she's not coming in today. But she will be there tomorrow. Except that I already took off today and I can't just waste leave hours because I need them formaternity leave. I'm so done with that place.
I dreamt that I randomly met Norah's Tom at some function or other, and rather than being very shy and unchatty (er, as I sometimes find myself - I mean, it can go either way, but when I'm nervous I can either be excessively talky and confident-seeming, or excessively quiet, and weirdly both are perfectly sincere, because I am some kind of shy/confident freakazoid) we nattered away with the banter and the bon mots (which apparently I can't spell), and I remember thinking "Yay! My social skills, let me show them to you!" in a pleasantly surprised sort of way.
Heh. Tom is very much on the shy/unchatty/excessively quiet side of things. But if he's given conversation opportunity (and beer) chances are he can warm up to it. Takes a while though, so he generally does not get into conversations with other shy folks. So much silence!
t is psyched to be one degree from Faye's dreams
Morning all! This afternoon I leave for Maryland for funereal activities. I slept poorly last night and had nervous stomach ache/mild nausea. Bleh.
Oh, Stephanie, that is ridiculous! I'm so sorry.
Also, unrelated, did you get my e-mail yesterday?