Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[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.
Eeep, that doesn't sound good, sj. How is TCG doing after his accident?
He's sore and worried about the money for a new car. Luckily he's home today to help deal with this. Landlord is on his way.
He's sore and worried about the money for a new car.
Will insurance help at all in this situation?
We're waiting to find out when the insurance person is going to come look at the car. Hopefully they'll declare it totaled. The landlord is here apparently the upstairs radiators are leaking.
Ugh. At dr. for like the billionth day in a row.
GC! ugg. Hate doctors. They are nice enough people, usually. I just hate going to doctors. Seen too many in my lifetime.
SJ- Yikes! and ick. I can't imagine that is clean water in the pipes either. I hope things start to turn around for your household soon.
I'm hoping the lack of word from Pix means she made the connecting flight in the nick of time, and is happily flying over the Rockies.
ND, how is your mom doing? Hopefully your flight/drive were uneventful.
My crew is late, the rental gear arrived early, and I left my watch at home, and it's raining outside. Yup, shaping up to be a great (long) day. BUT! My new rain poncho works great! Keeps me AND the computer bag nice and dry, and my hands stayed dry, and not slipping off the crutches. (must focus on the positive).
(((GC)))
The teenage son of my upstairs neighbor (who lives in the attic) just woke up. He managed to sleep through all of the banging pipes as well as my landlord in his apartment.
Ha! I've slept through earthquakes! Once, as a kid, on my BIRTHDAY even. Takes a lot to wake me up, and I'm not a teenager anymore.
Sigh. Missed the connection. Next flight to Burbank doesn't leave until 1:25 Texas time and gets me into burbank at 2:35. That means my friend T who was kind enough to volunteer to pick me up from that airport and drive me out to LAX is now going to have to do so in the midst of rush hour. I doubt I'll get home home before 6 or 7 California time. I got up at 5 Florida time. I know this is a first world problem, but so exhausted and I just want to be home. It's already been 30 hours since I started this process, and I'm just tired of it. I have to get up and go to work tomorrow, and I still have 14 stupid CTY feedback emails to write (the site was down all day yesterday, so I haven't even been able to start them). I'm worried sick about Drew and his mom, which isn't helping.
I tried standing by on earlier flights directly to LAX, but apparently an LAX and San Diego flight were already canceled and the stanby list is epic.
Okay, enough whining. Done now.