It occurs to me that even if lunch was a lot of pasta at like, 2:30PM, dinner of lots of strawberry rhubarb crisp is really not healthy. Or making my tummy happy. Protein has been kinda missing today. Um.

Voulez vous foutre avec mois, ce soir?

Oh, don't play like you weren't thinking of it.

Foutre: v. to f*ck
As in:
Va te faire foutre! (Go f*ck yourself!)
Fous-moi la paix! (Leave me the f*ck alone!)
Fous le camp! (F*ck off!)
Il fout tout en l'air. (He's f*cking everything up.)
Tu te fous de moi? (Are you f*cking with me?)

I think we need to have pronunciation lessons at the next F2F. Or the next one I'm at.

Thanks, ita!

If/when I sell this book, b.org is totally going into the acknowledgments as my source for French and violence.

As long as you don't confuse foutre (to f*ck) with feutre (felt-tip) you should be okay.

And thus are fetishes born(e on the wings of the internet).

Whole new meaning for being "felt-up".

Mmm.

Thanks to Burrell, I am home, relatively unstressed and in a markedly low amount of pain. Let's cross our fingers for the future.

Cuddling up to a bowl of popcorn, and then off to tonight.

How tiresome, except it's wrapping up okay.

Let's cross our fingers for the future.

Indeed.

I am tipsy. And I haven't even finished one beer. I knew I was a lightweight, but damn. This is good beer. You won't be able to find it though. It was the 1000th batch at Goose Island. It's a stout aged in bourbon barrels. Yum. I've never been this tipsy while doing laundry before.

Watching the X-Files ep Milagro. How did they mangage to make Padgett so fascinating and yet so creepy? I get so sucked into this ep.

Skipping to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Java Cat's birthday.

Happy birthday, Java Cat! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year.

Happy birthday Java Cat!

Mmmm. Buffistas are far more interesting than work.

Re teeth issues: my dentist just convinced me last time I was there to straighten my teeth after years my family and me were against it. Then again, we're talking about an enthusiastic Russian woman who's telling me I'm pretty and things like "you'll be a beauty queen! You'll have a Hollywood smile!". She just wants to do that so much I'd hate to spoil her fun, so the minute I'll have to money I'm gonna go for it (for some health issues as well, of course. I wouldn't do it just to satisfy the world's desire for the Same Teeth For Everyone, because I'm all "how 'bout I'll bend some of your other bones and see how you'll like it and charge you a hell lot of money for it as well?").

Re kids and words: Your children's sayings made me laugh. They're great. Send more.

Going to a bonfire tonight with Buffy friends, so it's gonna be Buffy themed (Lag BaOmer is tomorrow). One of the favorite activities is reading out load awful fanfiction and toss it into the fire. Nilly, will you be there?

Also, why do I actually have to be awake to do my job? Not fair. Meh. Gotta get back to work, and be efficient. But you guys are far more interesting. And I'm sure you'll all pretty too. And probably smell good.

(I'm not drunk, I'm just tired)

Edit: coffee helps grammar.