Xander ,'End of Days'
[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 hurt. All over. And I'm really sick of being sick, and am generally whiny, and do not want to go to work today. Actually, just DO NOT WANT in general.
In less whiny news, the Foreign Service Institute was shut down for some hours on Friday - a construction crew found some unexploded ordinance. Turns out it's Civil War-era munitions (I don't know what exactly).
Does your knowledge of British royalty extend to past coronations (as in 18th and 19th century)? Because if so, I have some research questions for you...
Sorry Susan - I just crawled out from under the rock of plague and just saw this.
What about the coronations were you wondering, if you still want me to delve into my brian. Which, I have to warn you , is not firing on all systems yet.
Ginger I hope your friend turns up safe and ready to get back on the wagon.
Feel better, Raq!
Dear Professor,
If I've told you once, I've told you a hundred times: There's no f*cking way I'm going to go through the legislative history of a omnibus act looking for something you "hope" to find there.
Signed, I have real work to do so leave me alone.
Feel better, Raq.
That's about all I have today. 'm sleepy. I tried to go to bed around midnight, only to be punished by my body' wacked out sleep cycle. No actual sleep until after 4am.
Oh, Ginger. I hope your friend is all right.
Interview~ma to Ailleann! Knock 'em dead, babe.
Feel better ~ma to Raq.
My middle kid goes to eleven today. Whee! (Of course, this means there will be cake later. Awesome.)
Gronk. Turkey dinner was delicious (I was trapped in the kitchen all day after my last post, vw!) but I could have used a lie in this morning.
Went swimming yesterday morning though, and did my weights stuff. Glad to be getting back into that groove.
~ma for Ginger's friend. and I hope that you feel better soon, Raq!
Oh, and I just ordered a pair of these, in anticipation of my upcoming Florida trip (and the fact that all my sandals are totally worn out)
Interview~ma for Ailleann.
Raq, I hope you're feeling better soon.
Synapse~ma for Aimee.
We need to get a backhoe in here for the toy situation. I've got a huge bag for donation ready to go in the basement but I need to get a bit more culled, considering this weekend we're going to Indiana to do our delayed family Christmas AND Liv's birthday. I fear more toys.
Liv's counting to three in Chinese. I love Ni-Hao, Kai-Lan!
Gronk. Cat kept me up all night, and for some reason I didn't make the connection with my having taken her food away (due to ants) until 5 this morning. Poor thing. Poor whiny fucking thing. You've gone longer than that without food before! Granted, not when I'm in the next room, but... So at 5, I went and grabbed the dry food she keeps getting into when she's not supposed to and put the (ripped-open) bag on the floor. I kept telling her, she could just eat the ants, but no...
Emily, I feel your pain. My cat can have FULL dishes and he will STILL claw at our heads at 5:00 a.m. He wants us UP and for us to show him his food.
We've taken to shutting him in the basement at night but he yowls and bats at the door and makes too much noise.