Cordelia ,'Storyteller'
[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.
Tons of house~ma, Suzi.
I've been cleaning and organizing all day. I have friends coming in to town this week and I'm throwing a brunch next Sunday. Trying to get a lot done this weekend so there's less to do over the week.
Next up? Getting dressed so I can go do laundry. It's times like this I really wish I had a washer and dryer. I hate having to be presentable to wash clothes.
Sox, how did you get corralled into doing that?
for Lo - there was no one else available who could do this. IE: my boss can find me on gchat. And my former assistant is out of pocket on Saturdays. This could be a problem for them going forward.
That doesn't explain the unpaid part.
Potential house buyers did not accept the counter offer or make a counter-counter offer.
Back to square one.
Aw, fuck, Suzi. I'm so sorry. I know how this has been preying on you for so many months now. I was thinking about you and the offer and vibing for you all day; damn their stupid hides.
That sucks, Suzi. Find a buyer~ma!
Poor Daniel. At best, he'll be home by 10pm. I've got a pork roast in the oven meant to come out about now. I can slow down the oven, I guess.
And I'm so hungry, I just peeled and ate a grapefruit. Still hungry, though, and now my stomach feels weird.
Today I met up with my parents and sister at a BBQ place in Seal Beach. As we were exchanging hugs on the sidewalk, a sprightly old man said, "I'll take one of those!" He hugged my sister and proceeded on his way.
Hee, Laga. Sometimes I love old men.
Ah shit, Suzi-- I'd really been hoping they'd bite. Bastards.
Lots of ~ma that someone comes along, like NOW to buy the house.
IOmemeN, I have the beginnings of a sore throat and my ears hurt a little. I'd really hoped I'd escaped the crud. I'm going to go to bed early and hope to chase it away.