'Serenity'
[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.
The world of facebook, she is strange. I was just friended by a guy I last spoke to in the early part of my freshman year of high school. Like, all my mortifying journal entries were about him.
Haven't really thought about him since then-except for the occasional rereading of the journals when I want to show myself that things that seem huge can a lot of times be completely ridic. Strange.
Speaking of Facebook....
I keep hearing that Scrabulous is back, renamed and redesigned a little (to be less copyright-infringing). Does anybody have the slightest clue what the new APP is?
Wordscraper.
Scola comes through. As always.
I guess weird dreams and (if you're lucky, narrowly avoided) car accidents are the theme today.
I dreamt I was invited for dinner at my old boss's house and she and her daughter wanted me to smell her husband's hair. I guess to settle a bet about what it smelled like. I resisted but they were very insistent so I finally smelled it and replied that it smelled like hay or recently mowed grass. When I woke up the cat was sleeping right in my face.
On the way to work someone was having an awful lot of trouble pulling into a stirip mall, backing up traffic coming out and just I was thinking, "what the hell is that idiot's problem?" I looked up to see traffic was stopped right in front of me. Luckily I had room to swerve or that would have been the most instant karmic accident ever. Speaking of idiots, meet the bumper in front of you.
Wordscraper
Be warned, it looks like ass. Not nearly as pleasant to play.
TCG is finally home and a little sore but alright.
Be warned, it looks like ass.
So glad I'm not the only one who thought so.
So glad I'm not the only one who thought so.
Yeah, i'm finding that I'm playing it wayyyyy less than Scrabulous. It is kind of headache making.
My productivity should be way up but instead I'm playing a lot of Wordtwist and Scramble!
So I wake up this morning to my cat burrowing his way under my blanket. "How nice," I think sleepily, "he wants to snuggle." Then I feel his paw digging its way under my leg. "What the hell is he looking for?" as I shift my leg. He keeps reaching, in apparent hot pursuit of something. And I think "WHAT THE HELL IS HE LOOKING FOR!" Because, you know, there could be other things under there other than me and the cat.
So I slither out of bed as quick as I can while half-asleep, and Amon pokes his nose out and gives me his best, "Mommy, you moved" sad look. Apparently what he was looking for at 6:30 AM was someone to play with.