I'm glad to hear that, Steph.
Anya ,'Get It Done'
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 hope this storm stops soon. and I am glad to be in CA.
ION, my family doesn't love me anymore. I know this because I sent out an email yesterday - a long email - and no one has replied. I even linked them to my new blog. Ignored.
Ok, I am exaggerating. But my Mom complained to one sister that we ( meaning all three of us)weren't keeping in enough contact. So I've been sending newsie email - and getting almost instant replies. so 24 hours, I feel forgotten or ignored. and like they should be entertaining me.
Damn, Cash, I should have offered to drive you at least as far as Ft Wayne/I69
How was the party?
were there nipples?
The party was great. Fun conversation, meeting new folks, seeing folks I hadn't seen since last years party, and all in between. No Laga, there were no nipples, tho Ariel was getting a lil cold at one point (not that I was looking, I was keeping eye contact, I swear... well... most of the time).
The punch was yummy. As long as you drank responsibly, it was a pleasant, smooth buzz that wore off rather nicely, not lingered with throbbing or anything. And yes, it was exactly 4am when I started the car. I was shocked. Where did the time go? I guess that says how good the party was. Kudos to the Fezziwigs... er... um... ND & KT!
DebetEsse, I would have taken you up on it! But still, I wouldn't have made it home tonight.
I'm pretty comfortable at the moment and I will try to get something out of town tomorrow if I can.
House-living advice, please? I seem to have shorted out all the lights in the living room with static electricity. By touching the wall plate. Who knew? Anyway, is this one of those "go flip the circuit breaker" things, or an "oh my god what have you done, call the electrician!" things? I want to know before I venture out into the cold and extremely windy UnderHouse to investigate these things called circuits.
Go flip the breaker, Emily.
I've had to get in the habit of touching my filing cabinet (closest metal object to my desk) before petting a cat to avoid the surprised/angry swat.
Okay.
...er, how? I just flip the switchy thing? Once, or twice?
You know, I swear I used to know this -- like, confidently and well. And now I feel like a 3-year-old. "Mommy, the glowy thing went pop and no glow now!"
..er, how? I just flip the switchy thing? Once, or twice?
You flip the switchy thing once, and you're all set. If you flip it, and it flips back immediately, then you go back upstairs and turn stuff off.
Just find the one that's out of line with the others and flip it back in to place.