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.
Sigh. I meant to get to sleep. But my schedule has been getting all skewed (when I don't have set times I need to be awake, I always end up sleeping something like three AM until noon), and Exodus is on TV.
I don't even like this movie. It took a novel with a rather simplistic message to begin with a removed every tiny bit of nuance it had. Also, Paul Newman? Jill Haworth? Really? (There was just a scene were Paul Newman's character sneaks through an Arab neighborhood by simply putting on a kaffiyeh and "blending in." In the book, the character in that scene was an Arab Jew.)
The locations are brilliantly gorgeous, though.
what a long freaky day. First WAY overslept. Next, iPhone was like FROZEN for 2 min, then just worked fine. Then my CAR gets all warning lights.. then is fine (AFTER getting it to the dealership, of course... always works for the repair man). Company party was ok. After that, a lil knitting party where I learned to cast off and add tassels. Its official, my mom's scarf is DONE! New knitting has been restarted.
OK, time to pull a lil meara before heading to bed:
Does anyone else have songs picked out? Or am I the only morbid one?
When I was an intern, my boss had a D.A.T. of music in his desk. Occasionally he'd pull it out to add a new song. I think it was more for the wake than the funeral. I've been thinking about a playlist in my iTunes for awhile, but too morbid to actually do it. And I agree, funeral stuff is for the living. I also agree, do what ya want, as long as it's cheap. No use wasting money on a dead body.
So, L.A. people...specifically NoiseDesign, whose idea it was for a Rock Band party in the first place: all signs seem to be pointing to Sunday, Dec. 30. Is that good? Timing is whenever. I was also thinking Laga and omnis and I could do the Museum of Jurassic Technology that morning/afternoon. I don't know how long one needs.
Count me in! My day is cleared. If your staying at Laga's, I'd be more than happy to play chauffeur.
I feel like someone filled my sinuses with that expandable foam insulation.
Or, maybe a beach in Australia:
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OK, that's it for me. Must get to sleep. Boss kinda chewed me out for being late. It's not like we had anything doing today. Pfft.
o no. Very bad. I've been invited to beta for a very distracting site. [link]
It does seem rather cool. Streaming video of current and past TV shows.
OK, really. Going to bed now.
The alarm in our building went off at half three this morning for NO REASON . Gronkity gronk.
Oh, Jars - ick!
So, in mememe news my bodyclock seems to be back on track: stayed up until 1am or so rather than crashing out at 7pm. Woke up this morning around 9ish or 10ish, at a guess. Huzzah!
I do love Yorkshire. I do love looking out of the window at the bare-limbed trees and the undulating patchwork of the horizon, at the slate grey winter sky. I mean, I love Bangkok too, but...it's nice to be home, you know? (Returning from Bangkok, one is hit by the lack of jungle. Returning from Egypt, one was always hit by the almost obscene lushness of the countryside, even in winter; compared to a land where desert is default normality for 99% of the landscape, Britain seemed amazingly green. Compared to Thailand, however, it's all very stark and bare. And I know that this is all a bit states-the-obvious-ish, but it's just that it
hits
you in a visceral way, you know?)
I had a lot of weird dreams last night, and by now I've forgotten most of them, but I remember one in which Polter Cow and I were MARRIED for some reason
This is so funny because I had a dream that P-C was my college roommate, which is extra funny because I told someone in my dream, "Well, that's not his real name and I've never met him" both of which are true, but don't relaly make sense for a roommate.
I got my final grade - B!
Although she never put in all the separate grades we got so I don't know how much extra credit. I figure I was about 4 points from an A. But I'm so damn glad this class is over.
And now I will never have to bitch about her again. Tonight instead of going to class Mom and I are going to eat one of my favorite, fancier places to celebrate.
Next semester I'll be retaking a class so it will help my GPA more than this class did, right now my over all GPA is 1.94, but that's with 5-7 classes I got Fs in because I stopped going to class (either because I was manic or depressed).
Go, you! I'm glad you did well in that class, Askye, and you certainly deserve to celebrate.
my over all GPA is 1.94
My BiL applied to his PhD program at MIT with a GPA of 1.75 and was accepted. He'd flunked out of 4 or 5 undergraduate programs before realizing he pulled it together.
Yesterday my office was 60 degrees. They finally came down and fixed some vent or something -- when I came in this a.m. it was 85. Thank goodness I remembered to dress in layers.
