Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
[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.
Yay Omnis!
Hi everyone. I went to the doctor this morning. For some ridiculous reason, the office doesn't have the instant result strep tests that they have in urgent care, so I won't have results until Thursday or Friday, which helps me not at all. I'm thinking it isn't strep, though, because getting a solid night of sleep seems to have made a big difference. I still don't feel great, but I definitely feel better than I did yesterday. The doc gave me a script for antibiotics in case it gets worse again, but I'm going to hold off on filling the prescription. I'm hopeful I won't need it. I plan to spend the rest of today wrapped in a blanket, alternating between watching dumb television and grading tests.
Things that do not bode well:
Almost no one at my polling place for an election that could give the Dems a filibuster-proof majority in the Senate
A cab driver buying a mini-bottle of vodka and then getting back in his cab
See, Omnis? They didn't want an empty desk to greet them, they like having signs of life.
It may just be so they can look out the door and use you as a bellwether on zombie attacks or random plagues or something, but it's nice to be welcomed.
I really, really hate myspace but will use it for music stuff when I have to. (Actually, I generally try to make Joey, the junior member of the band, deal with all myspace related matters...of course that led to us having a screamingly red page with a floating banner for a while. yikes. sorry world!)
I...guess it bodes better than a maxi-bottle of vodka?
I call shenanigans.
Oh *I* don't think I'm a failure, certainly not at creating my life. But I'm not the great white hope of Broadway, or even working in a costume shop for one of the Burbank studios. I'm not on IMDb for voiceover work. Thus, to the people I went to school with, who are defined as success=in the business, failure=not in the business, I'm not in the business.
It doesn't bother *me*, but why would I want to hang out with, even on line, people for whom that's a yardstick?
I can readily see the applications and attractions of Facebook and MySpace and other sites of that ilk for people who think and work and network differently than I do. It's just--none of them apply to or attract me, is all. So, though I probably have you all friended there? I will *never* keep up with you through Facebook. And I worry about it sometimes. Like, is it more or less polite to friend people back and then never play in that arena? Or just to make a blanket statement and disappear off to my usual haunts? I opened the account to keep track of people who aren't here or on LJ, but then I don't use it.
I don't know. Conflicted. And hungry.
And napping, Kristin. Never underestimate the healing power of being able to nod off for a restorative nap without guilt. You're sick, you get to nap.
Oh *I* don't think I'm a failure
Oh! Ok! I thought maybe you were being untruthful about my friend and I wanted to make sure she knew I didn't like that.
Carry on....
t is over here now
if book club doesn't run long tonight, I may make some cookies as a welcome to the neighborhood thing. Yes, I am goofy.
Pix, glad to hear rest is helping. Screw the grading, go for more resting and get the ick outta ya!
sj, not much snow this year. Just the one dumping, really, so far. We're due more this week but Denver snow is usually just around a few hours or a day and then gone.
Perkins, however, doesn't like ANY snow. At all. Ever. And she won't visit if there's even the *chance* of snow. Even Denver snow!
Glad you're feeling a little better, Kristin!
I like Facebook because that's where the DF and I can be all competitive without it ever really getting too serious. We play lots of Wordscraper and Sudoku matches, plus a bunch of rpg's, and then there's Parking Wars, which is just silly fun. All of that would normally require a ton of different websites... and yet it's all contained in one Facebooky place. Whee!
(((Aims))) just, you know, 'cause.
Nicole! (tacklepounce)
ION, I think the frelling beans are done, and not before time. The only bad thing about them is smelling them while they cook and dying of the hunger thereby.
Mother's Day 2009 should be on May 10th. (Derby Day May 2nd; Preakness Day, May 16th.)