Buffy ,'Chosen'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
ugh I have to clean in advance of petsitters staying here next week and this afternoon is my only chunk of time to do it and I just can't get motivated at all. It doesn't help that the nap I tried to take was a failure. I never fail at nap! What's wrong with me?
ION, yay Mister Kitty! Keep on recovering!
Go go go, Mr. Kitty! Glad he's doing better, sara.
Awesome Mister Kitty news, sarameg.
And oh, Steph. Sorry about the still-there-vertigo.
Go, Mr. Kitty!!
And for the parents of girl children, I have GOT to do a monster cleaning of Abby's room/closet. Who knows what size ranges lurk in the depths, but as soon as I know, I'll put them up. Girl has got a GREAT former wardrobe.
I was incredibly honest (read: cynical) during our panel. The unpubbeds were half-frightened, half-grateful for the honesty.
And oh, Steph. Sorry about the still-there-vertigo.
Cheese and crackers on the couch has been very restorative. (Well, I don't actually know, since I haven't gotten up and therefore don't know if everything will spin around when I *do* stand up.)
It's a goregous sunny 60-degree October day, and I want to walk the dogs, but I'm thinking The Boy will veto that, too.
Oh, and also - Kat, I have two copies of LoTF and one of BNW. Unfortunately, they're in Hebrew, but I might have a LoTF copy in English as well. I'll look into it on Monday.
I woke up with a mutant death cold and finally convinced myself to put on outside pants for a trip to Walgreens. Now that I'm fully medicated, I'm trying to work up enough energy to make chili.
Re: clothing swap
I still have the spreadsheet from last time, so the matching up will be really easy.
I'm still really paranoid and while he's eating (wetfood only so far) and drinking, I hate seeing him uncomfy.
Add to that this cold is making me depressed (not the thought of it, it is physically depressing me) and I'm a bundle of laughs. I'm not hungry (cold) but I have to eat something and everything I had in the house made me recoil at the thought of it going down my throat. So I got some cereal and soymilk. It's food.
On the way back from Paragould today I saw what may be the poorest taste advertisement ever to appear on a billboard: the phrase "Jesus loves you this much," over a background image of the crucifixion positioned so that the outstretched arms illustrate the point.
I didn't know whether I should be appalled or bust out laughing.