our rats are low
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[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.
our rats are low
sniffle
Sob.
Hugs Laga and Suzi in grief. Cops a feel.
Hey, there are benefits to being home sick, losing one's inhibitions and being caught up on b.org!
Oh, as usual, dear.
Maybe this will distract: [link]
According to CNN, the small contingent of churchgoers believe that Interstate 35, a sprawling highway running from Texas to Minnesota, is specifically mentioned in the Book of Isaiah, chapter 35.
Oh, as usual, dear.
I was just going to post that.
Um, to Natter. A link to a different article on it.
Lujan conducted a five-week 24-hour prayer vigil and organized what he called a "purity siege" along Austin's famed Sixth Street. The sieges are part of the I-35 project, a nationwide movement to save those at bars, gay clubs and abortion clinics in cities along the interstate.
"If you just draw a line right down the middle of the nation, and go to these strategic cities along the way and just cry out holiness and purity, we believe there's going to be a referendum, a change, a radical change in our nation," Lujan said.
What, you may be wondering, is a "purity siege"? It's helpfully defined here as:
A spiritual demonstration. In much the same way people protest against governmental or business aspects of society, youth across the nation will “siege” sites of impurity in their city, by doing on-location prayer. They will be protesting the machinations of evil, such as pornography, injustice, abortion and other strongholds. They will stand outside of spiritual strongholds and visually demonstrate their opposition thereof, while doing warfare in heavenly realm.
Much more here: [link]
I got to go home early, for girly reasons. I told my boss I'd have to change pants and she told me to go home and have a good Christmas.
It's a very very very good thing I wore black pants today.
So I'm home, in comfy clothes, eating chocolates that I got at work and figuring out if I need to take a Tylenol.
Also, my ex boy friend that found me through facebook called me at work! I'd given him my numbers because he was in town last week and realized he didn't have them. It was great to hear his voice and catch up, we made tentative plans to get together. As friends. We were friendly for awhile after the break up and I really do want to be friends with him again.
I have Southern Baptist relatives in Austin, I wonder if they are a part of this nonsense.
Oh, and why I-35? Because of Isaiah 35.
I couldn't get through the video clip. It might be an upside of having such a full life that I don't go off the deep end and decide that I-95 has biblical significance. Isaiah may not get to Chapter 95, but perhaps if I read Chapter 59 backwards......
I got to go home early, for girly reasons. I told my boss I'd have to change pants and she told me to go home and have a good Christmas.
"Girly Reasons" rant: Agh! If it was just blood I could deal but its NOT. Its slimy blood that gets everywhere and you can't freakin clean up without twenty minutes and half a roll of tp. Even if it was just mucusy blood I could deal... but its a complete system breakdown of everything below the waist: Slimy blood? Check! Cramps? Check! Upset stomach? Check! Gas? Check! Bloating out of your pants? CHECK! Poo of all imagineable colors and consistency in considerable quantity? Check check check
Intelligent design my ass.