Spike ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[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.
MCR is My Chemical Romance and there's gonna to be a spectacular catfight over Gerard Way, the lead singer, in here apparently. They are ... fantastic.
It's like she lives on a prairie or something...Just dress me in gingham and call me Ingalls.
I'm waiting for Gloomcookie to show up because my brain is merrily repeating "Oooh, I got the Jensen Ackles real bad," on a loop. I'd rather have Jensen Ackles. Much niftier than whooping cough.
{{{Cass}}}
{{{Meara}}}
Thanks again for all the lovely b-day wishes, all. I had a very nice day, and taking a half day to be a lazy slug (well lazy other than working out) makes me feel much, much better about heading into work today.
{{Cass}} I hope you were able to get some rest.
Sounds like a pleasant birthday, Anne. Well deserved too.
{{Cass}} I hope you feel better soon. One of my sisters had pertussis, and I remember how much the coughing hurt her. (The other sister, by the way, tested positive for TB exposure and had to go through the 9-12 month treatment -- I'm not sure what this means for my chances of coming down with some olde tyme disease.) ::fluffs dozens of pillows for Cass::
meara, heaps of job~ma.
Oh, CRAP, meara. much ~ma for you.
Yay, it's almost Friday. Kinda.
It's particularly almost Friday here, since we have a very high chance of freezing rain tomorrow. Hooray!
In other news, I'm bummed because my knee-high pirate socks have holes. I bought these on Haight St. the week I got to SF! I love my pirate socks!
(((omnis))) I'm so sorry things are so rough for you.
Unrelatedly, I think I just fell asleep in the shower. Oops.
Just dress me in gingham and call me Ingalls.
Ok, Half-Pint.
Ooodles of ~ma for meara.
I'm surprisingly chipper this morning given how yesterday's workday ended. The more I think about it, the more wrongheaded his rant becomes. Whatever. The iPod is playing angry music for me, so I have achieved inner calm.
Lets see how long that lasts.
WAKE UP KRISTIN!!!!!
Just dress me in gingham and call me Ingalls.
Ok, Half-Pint.
::snorfle::
All kinds of ~ma to meara, and fingers crossed, too.
::hugs Suzi hard:: They're lucky they don't get a good talking to from me. I'm in the mood to rant.
Lots of ~ma for you meara.
Cass, sorry about the whooping cough. Better than mumps, I suppose, though, right?
Suzi, I'm glad your boss is backing you up. Stoopid PM.
Owen's first trip to the dentist was less than stellar. He's not ready--but then, who really ever is? We did get a quick exam and the dentist said the teeth look good so we really don't have any major worries.