I had a dream last night that I adopted a whole bunch of kids, and then they slowly turned into dolls. Like, at first, I was noticing that one kid seemed more giggly than the others, and another seemed more serious, and by the end of the dream, I realized that that was just the way their faces were sewn on.
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.
Shape up, brain!
Seriously, Emily's brain! You can do so much better.
Incidentally, you and your brains were last night under the subject heading: Missing Emily and Her Brains.
Argh. There is this recurring 5AM conference call (8AM on the East Coast) that I do not attend. Because, duh, 5AM. But they were all "everyone should really attend this one it's important there are deadlines coming up blah blah blah". So I hauled my ass out of bed (after waking up twice in the middle of the night with scary shit going on--fire alarm at 1AM, nightmare at 3AM...)...and it SO wasn't important at all.
And then of course, the doctor called at 8AM. And a wrong number called at 9AM. And so on and so forth. Hrmph.
Wow. I have really no idea how that interview went. I usually have a pretty good sense, but NO sense on that. Also, I won't know anything until after September 15, which makes me consider backing out, since that will be too late to be able to add a class and get school credit for the internship.
Also, it sucked the life out of me. I'm completely exhausted.
Casper update (that is what we've been calling new kitten): Vet appointment went well though little C was not pleased to be there at all. He weighs 11 oz. They dewormed him, gave him some Advantage for his many flea friends (ew), and put him on antibiotics and eye meds. So he is on the mend but let's us know frequently that we are VERY BAD MEANIES for pulling him off the street and poking him in the mouth with meds. VERY BAD! Too bad he's all tiny and helpless - doesn't help much with the ferocious kitty act. We're hoping he'll start mellowing out in the next couple of days once his eyes, cold, and flea problem start getting sorted out. Poor little guy.
I've been having vividly weird dreams since I started taking sleeping pills.
What's the word for words that are spelled the same but pronounced differently with different meanings? Like, "my schedule was planned down to the minute in minute detail"?
homonyms?
Casper update (that is what we've been calling new kitten)
Oh now you're going to be getting me confused about deworming Flea's daughter.
Corporate Stooge Culinary Update:
The cafeteria has roast beets today. nom nom nom