I am also of the sorry.
Grrf.
Well, dammit, how can I be mad at you when you look at me with those eyes? That I can't see. Except in my head.
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STOP STARING AT ME!!
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I am also of the sorry.
Grrf.
Well, dammit, how can I be mad at you when you look at me with those eyes? That I can't see. Except in my head.
...
STOP STARING AT ME!!
Well, dammit, how can I be mad at you when you look at me with those eyes? That I can't see. Except in my head.
*smooch* Love you.
My job is apparently to hit every store I can for chocolate, opiates, and basal thermometers.
Damn, I'm spending the Apocalypse with Jilli.
Although I'm suspicious of the basal thermometers. Are they like, rectal thermometers? However, I suppose if one has to spend the Apocalypse with something stuck up one's ass, it's best to do it with a quantity of chocolate and opiates.
(A basal thermometer goes in your mouth. I was freaked out too at first.)
I was thinking, "A thermometer to measure spice temperature?"
Damn, I'm spending the Apocalypse with Jilli.
Rock on! I mean, not that I want the Apocalypse to happen, but if it does, I'll have fun company.
"A thermometer to measure spice temperature?"Bwah. Given some particularly hot spicy things I'd like to avoid (ever taken a bit out of a Scotch Bonnet pepper? Yeah. Don't.), this sounds like a gadget to have.
In the Apocalypse, basal thermometers will be good for tracking fertility and such for the re-population. But honestly, just surviving should be motivation enough to be like the bunnies, regardless of ovulation cycles!
Tep, Hope things get better.(Not that I understand, exactly, cause I'm in the Fears She is An Undateable Freak corner with LisaH.) LisaH, maybe we can put testers on our corner?
I wonder what my Apocaplyse Skill Set would be?
Depending on the circumstances of the apocalypse and the level of technology left afterward, all that military history I've been reading might actually come in handy.
Failing that, I used to help my parents in the garden, and I've successfully produced sparks from flint and steel.