Thanks guys. The phone call came at the right time. Something new seems to be wrong on my car daily and fixing it will probably cost me more than it's worth. Plus, I'm better off applying for a loan when I can still report SS as income.
Simon ,'Objects In Space'
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.
Oooh, Ironman. I may put that on my Amazon wishlist for Christmas.
I was just thinking doing that very same thing. Sadly, it may end up being one of those things that ends up on the wishlist for all of three days before I decide that I simply have to have it now.
Hey check it out! The Castro, SF's classic old movie palace is having an upcoming double feature of Ironman and the Dark Knight in the next month.
I'm back on birth control and I have to ask because I'm lazy about looking it up and I know the bitches will know --
how important is it to take the pills at the SAME time every day.
Depends on if you're taking an estrogen/progesterone mix or just progesterone. The latter needs to be taken at the same time each day to be effective. The former, not as important.
Damn I'm taking the mix, well this was the second day I'll do better tomorrow. I took it an hour after i should have.
An hour's difference for the mix form of the pill won't make any difference at all. You're fine.
Is Teppy around? Because, in a moment of spectacular serendipitous randomosity, a commenter at slacktivist just a few minutes ago posted a brief reminiscence about a Willow/Spike fic Tep wrote years and years ago. The commenter called it "both oddly sexy and way too disturbing for me to hunt down again."
(She didn't actually name either the fic or the author, but if you've ever read this fic of Teppy's, this was obviously exactly the one she meant.)
Longevity! Weird.
OK, came across this, and it VERY funny. "leaked notes from Palin" [link]
Just got home from work. Ow. BUT! Wow! They have this thing. Victor, Pix, and well, a bunch of others, I think you'd be all over it. It's called "DaVerse Lounge". It's kinda poetry slam, but not a competition. Middle School & High Schoolers get up and do poetry. There is a band behind them that lay down a groove. It's quite awesome. I wish more parents were there, so they could HEAR what the kids were saying! It almost makes me wanna be a teacher. Anyhow, I'm not doing it justice. But it was very cool. Pix, if you come & visit, I really hope it's when they have this event. It's 5 times a year, so not an every week kind of thing.
Now, I must listen to my body go "ow".
Anyone want to supervise a Drama dept car wash for me so I can sleep in and do paperwork?
Don't feel quite as horrid as I thought I was going to this morning, but still wanted to sleep in. The dogs, of course, have issues with this, but since there are presumably two adults in the house, I thought (hoped) that perhaps the other one would get up and deal with letting them out and feeding them and maybe even making the coffee.
I had a brief, shining moment of hope when he got up to let them out-- a moment that was shattered when he immediately got back in bed. Which meant that someone else felt the need to be responsible and get up and let them in and feed them.
And since once I'm up, I'm UP, I even made the coffee, dammit. May just keep the whole pot for myself.