Hubby has discovered that there's an entire musical genre called Viking Metal. And that the local used CD store has piles of the albums for a dollar. Joy.
And thank god for headphones.
[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.
Hubby has discovered that there's an entire musical genre called Viking Metal. And that the local used CD store has piles of the albums for a dollar. Joy.
And thank god for headphones.
connie - if it is any consolation, my sister has been living with a husband in this condition for many years. he has also picked up the swedish speed metal affliction.
I send you earplugs.
eta because that was not the word I wanted.
because that was not the word I wanted.
earpugs? Cause they'd be cute.
earpugs?
They block noise by snoring.
earpugs? Cause they'd be cute.
But they'd wiggle a lot and you'd have to walk them.
I just took too much joy in telling a librarian she can't go to a free lunch downtown.
Also, we seem to have a mouse in our kitchen (I refuse to speak in the plural about this). With regard to the crickets I happily called the exterminator and told him to KILL KILL KILL! However, I am weepy over what is going to happen to poor Stuart Little.
However, I am weepy over what is going to happen to poor Stuart Little.
Oy, Sparky, don't name the little beast! Especially not Templeton. (Okay, he was technically a rat, but still...)
Too late!
::sniffle::
I did suggest to my DH that I go away for a couple of weeks so that he could deal with the problem but he seemed to think I was kidding.
The mouse is not Stuart Little. The mouse is a ravenous filthy beast from hell that will put holes in your cereal boxes, chew on your wiring and leave tiny brown "presents" everywhere. If the mouse starts talking and wearing clothes, then you can get weepy.
"I'm pooping in the rainforest!"
No more nature shows for you, Owen.
No more nature shows for you, Owen.
He could grow up to be like Bear Grylls.
He and Liv have switched to playing in some water in one of the beer coolers from the weekend. I should really get these guys a water table.
after much head bashing, PDF reading, and inserting a hub, it looks like my laptop and the mixer are slowly talking to eachother. It is currently syncing the two. Apparently the 'mac doesn't need a crossover cable' is a software thing that Bootcamp or Parallels can't access. What does that mean? It means things are slowly getting better.