I'm in NYC and have to run to a meeting in a few minutes. Either the residual effects of all the smoke in LA is messing my sinuses up, or I've come down with a cold. Either way, this is miserable.
'The Girl in Question'
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.
I made chicken soup. Now Matt can have kisses and chicken soup with his drugs so he can be all better. Now, I have work to do for my training tomorrow. not sure if I will finish it today...
Now Matt can have kisses and chicken soup with his drugs so he can be all better.
Now I get why my mother wants so terribly for me to marry.
gronklies bitches.
I don't know why I'm not yet used to the fact that SoCal burns almost every year. Today I pulled out of the driveway and was quite suprised at the cloud of ashy dust that flew off my hood as I drove up the street.
I was encouraged to hear that Poway, where my sister's evil husband lives, is getting hit pretty hard. Last I heard he was still alive though.
You know what's nice to come home to after a long, kind of rough day?
Baby pictures!
And you know what's cuter than a picture with the nephew? A picture with the nephew cuddled with daddy and kitty: [link]
I love this picture the cat's looking like "Dude...what are you..."
I'm posting this postmortem as I am DED from the cute.
I wonder if cats ever think, "So that's a... baby human. Which means I'm not a baby human. Huh.
Oh well, at least I'll always have sharper teeth and claws than it."
I'm posting this postmortem as I am DED from the cute.
I KNOW! Me too! So crazy cute!
Awww...kitties and baby!
I'm big on not being a fair-weather fan, but I'm getting bitter at my teams lately. The M's collapse this year was just embarrassing. And I'm ready for Tommy Tuberville's head on a platter after the Auburn-LSU game. Get me thinking they're a good team after all, then blow the whole thing by a squib kick at the wrong time and inept clock management?!
t shakes tiny fist of disappointed love toward teams
But I'll be back at Safeco Field on Opening Day next year, no doubt about it. And War Damn Eagle forever.
The M's collapse this year was just embarrassing.
Ichiro got a hell of a welcome at the beginning of the Seahawks game yesterday, though.