It's midnight in Seattle and it's still 77 degrees.
In conclusion: WTF. No, really. WTF.
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It's midnight in Seattle and it's still 77 degrees.
In conclusion: WTF. No, really. WTF.
Wow, it's only 65 in Pasadena right now.
Inside I'm laughing. Somewhere.
Yeah, we had a major pressure front push heat through the roof. We've barely gotten to 70 and occasionally mid 70's so far this year, then POW! 86 degrees.
Much the same for the next 2 days and then a little reduction to about 75 for the 4th.
In conclusion: WTF. No, really. WTF.Right there with you. We hit 100 today. Do not want!
Yeah, Cass, I figured you guys would get it worse.
Blech.
I like warm, but not warmth that clings like you're swaddled and can't get out. Yuck.
Coffee w/meara (don't I wish!):
GC, I'm glad the kitty is okay. I can't wait to meet her! I know how hard it is to be mourning Josie, and I'm so glad you have a cute little distraction in the new member of your family.
David, congrats on your team's accomplishments!
I need to see that SNL! It's on the Tivo, so I'll check it tomorrow. Thanks for the heads up, Hil!
Omnis, that's great news about the potential work! Would it be in LA? If so, I'm even more excited.
...see, really, this, and the 'you should call me' - I kind of think that she doesn't remotely even a little bit deserve the hot sexin'. Because she is A KNOB. Seriously.I agree with Fay and Burrell. That said, I have certainly had sex with my share of knobs, so I'm not one to talk.
Beverly, thanks so much for the sympathy about the sting and swelling. The eye has been getting slowly less swollen all day, so I think it's getting better. Of course then I got a series of six bites from some insect or other up my left leg, so now Drew wants to put me in a bubble. I've taken two more Benedryl and am sitting around feeling sorry for myself and annoyed with the insect world.
I like warm, but not warmth that clings like you're swaddled and can't get out. Yuck.
Walking into the MSI show last night was like walking into a wall of that. Every now and then a breeze would hit us and it was like THE HAND OF GOD.
I am barely kidding.
Of course, NYC gets weeks of summer like that. Heaven help us.
I like warm, but not warmth that clings like you're swaddled and can't get out. Yuck.
Precisely. It's hot and I can't get out breathe!
I've taken two more Benedryl and am sitting around feeling sorry for myself and annoyed with the insect world.
Your new mantra: "Look, I love the environment, but it's hurting my eyes!"
"Look, I love the environment, but it's hurting my eyes!"
I call that pollen. Fucking trees.