I'll be fine. I'll be your bounty, Jubal Early. And I'll just fade away.

River ,'Objects In Space'


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.


Sparky1 - Dec 05, 2007 4:03:12 am PST #7147 of 10002
Librarian Warlord

sj, I suppose your owner's manual is in the car? Maybe there's a copy on the web that would tell you what to do if your fob has no juice?


Nora Deirdre - Dec 05, 2007 4:04:08 am PST #7148 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I live in fear for our alarm going off at weird times, sj. The owner's manual might have some suggestions?


DebetEsse - Dec 05, 2007 4:15:41 am PST #7149 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Normally, I'd be irritated at having to de-snow my car and drive to school, except that I don't have to, because I have a snow day.

SNOW DAY!!!

One of the perks of teaching, which is good, as I was about ready to hide with a blow gun and sedatives and create a pile of unconscious children.


Toddson - Dec 05, 2007 4:16:11 am PST #7150 of 10002
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

Well, I'm in DC and we have our first snow of the winter. It's more like a heavy frost in town ... but, as usual, the people have gone batshit. Traffic was insane (more so than usual), the bus was packed with people who don't normally take the bus, people were bundled up as though on an expedition to the pole (north or south, take your pick ... but no sled dogs). Took me longer than usual to get to work and I had to bus part way and take the Metro for the rest. I'm thinking they'd take a rain of toads with less hysteria.


sj - Dec 05, 2007 4:17:38 am PST #7151 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Yay, alarm wasn't set! I don't think my car manual would have helped since the alarm wasn't factory installed.

ION, the landlords apparently suck at cleaning up a parking lot. It's all icey.


DebetEsse - Dec 05, 2007 4:20:58 am PST #7152 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

I remember that about DC.

I think everyone should be required to bring 1 sled dog, so, if something happens, they can pull the bus. Although, then, you'd probably need to adapt the bus, put runners on it, but this is SNOW we're talking about, and no expense is too extravagant.


Emily - Dec 05, 2007 4:26:55 am PST #7153 of 10002
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

We're at the can't-see-the-ground point. (Well. The can't-see-the-road point, anyway. I can still see grass.) I checked again, just to see if they'd changed their minds, but no. Guess it's time to get in the car and head down the mountain. Slowly. Wonder how many kids will actually be there?

It's not actually that the snow's that bad -- it's that I've been told repeatedly, by kids and teachers and county administrators, that due to the rural roads the buses have to travel, they tend to cancel school as soon as there's one snowflake. So what the hell is going on here?


WindSparrow - Dec 05, 2007 4:33:09 am PST #7154 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Aimee, I meant to say, "WooHoo! Go you, getting back to school!" yesterday but forgot. So I'm saying it today.

WooHoo! Go you, getting back to school!


Vortex - Dec 05, 2007 4:36:57 am PST #7155 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

I don't want to go to work. I'm still home. I can be there in 10 minutes, though which is nice.


sj - Dec 05, 2007 4:38:07 am PST #7156 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Rejoycing was premature. The car is completely dead. I must have left my map light on or something. I just changed the batter last year.