I woke up this morning to find that my fucking car had been fucking clapmed.Fuck.
Why couldn't they do it tomorrow? I get paid tomorrow!
Early: Where'd she go? Simon: I can't keep track of her when she's not incorporeally possessing a space ship. Don't look at me.
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
Jars - May 13, 2008 10:19:45 pm PDT #9029 of 10001
Laga - May 13, 2008 10:33:05 pm PDT #9030 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
fuckers.
Speaking of fuckers, I'm sitting at the computer in my bathrobe and the front door opens and someone I don't know walks in. Apparently he is a friend of J's. D calls him on walking in without knocking and he says, "J knew I was coming over". Then. he. takes. a. shower. and walks out in his underwear. And leaves again. J hasn't come out of his room since it happened. I am dumbfounded.
Jars - May 13, 2008 11:08:05 pm PDT #9031 of 10001
Um, what the fucking fuck? That's insane. And kind of like a dream sequence. You weren't asleep when this happened, were you?
omnis_audis - May 13, 2008 11:09:59 pm PDT #9032 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
laga, that is messed up. You gotta change the locks asap.
Long days. There was more. Can't recall. Hope everyones lungs feel better tomorrow.
Oh ya. Pardon for asking. But what does the nebulizer do? No time for google today, and in bed now, should be asleep.
Laura - May 14, 2008 1:52:42 am PDT #9033 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
In totally lay terms, a nebulizer is used to send medication into the lungs. Rather like the little inhalers you see people use. Instead of the quick inhaler hit it is a longer treatment. I need to give mine to someone as my son outgrew his need. It is a heavy one because it runs on rechargeable battery.
Stephanie - May 14, 2008 3:01:29 am PDT #9034 of 10001
Trust my rage
I am at the doctor's with Frisco this morning for shots. This woman across from me a (probably) 3 year old just had to turn his pants around because he had put them on backwards. So cute!
sj - May 14, 2008 3:38:03 am PDT #9035 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Gronk. We were at the new apartment until 10 last night, making sure everything works and trying to figure out where everything is going to go. I just now realized that we didn't account for a large piece of furniture (as I tripped over it this morning).
There is so much left to do, and not nearly enough hours left to do it all. I should probably cancel all my appointments today to stay home and pack, but it's kind of too late for that now.
Steph L. - May 14, 2008 3:53:19 am PDT #9036 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
laga, that is messed up. You gotta change the locks asap.
Seriously. And keep the front door locked! (It's the mom in me, but -- you should keep the front door locked even IF you didn't have annoying roommates with moochy friends. Because -- crime!)
Cashmere - May 14, 2008 4:11:30 am PDT #9037 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
I keep the door locked because once, when I was in our Columbus apartment, some random woman (stoned out of her gourd) walked into our place at 7 a.m. I screamed at her to get out and she just looked at me and walked out. Strange.
Laga, definitely change those locks and use them!
Stephanie, I hope the shots aren't too bad for Frisco. Owen had a lot of backward pants moments, too. He does pretty well, now.
Jars, sorry about the clamp. That sucks.
Laura - May 14, 2008 4:13:58 am PDT #9038 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
quickly checks direction of pants