Awwww, lovely too see happy wishes today. Thank you!
And happy people getting all married which is fantastic.
Cordelia ,'You're Welcome'
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Awwww, lovely too see happy wishes today. Thank you!
And happy people getting all married which is fantastic.
Happy Birthday, Cass!
I am hungry, yet food is not magically appearing in front of me. Why? It's so unfair.
I suppose I need to go grocery shopping. Or possibly just go to Chipotle.
In totally other news, the fact that my mother just pinged me means (fairly undeniably) that my parents know about the IM, and I can no longer pretend not to see them in the buddy list because they just happen to be logged in to gmail at the time.
Next, they'll be txting me.
You need to get one of them Food Dispenser things that stems from the Transporter technology that MM is working on... well, he **SAYS** he's working on. "computer, 1 serving of sausage lasagna please" :: swirly sparkles with whirring sound :: POOF! Dinner!
Next, they'll be txting me.
I text my daughter. Ummmmm. Yeah.
I tried to teach my family texting, as it is often the best way to communicate while I am stuck in tech rehearsals. Alas, apparently I am the only one in the family who can figure out that silly 333 = "F" type of thing. Of course, now with the iPhone, I just type away. Whatever.
CASSSSSSSSSSSS! Happy birthday! Many happy Grand Prix to you!!
I text my daughter. Ummmmm. Yeah.
I will note that I'm your age, not your daughter's. I have no problem with texting her generation, in the form of students, kid fencers, the how-the-fuck-is-he-a-teenager nephew... The Parents, otoh, do not IM!
True, amych, true. It is funny the responses I get about texting. Her friends think it is cool that we text. My co-workers think it is odd.
I do have one "friend" who will send e-mail sized text messages to me. Drives me nuts. If you have that much to say, hang on until you are near a computer.