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.
Swing dancing's fun! And I'm speaking as someone who sucks at all forms of dancing. Still, I sucked slightly less at swing dancing, and a good partner could make me feel like Ginger Rodgers.
I am so tired of this cold. I've had it for a week and a half now, and I'm pretty sure it's settled in as a sinus infection—I've had the symptoms for that since Monday. I still have the cipro my travel doc gave me in case I picked up traveler's diarrhea in Senegal. I'm strongly considering taking it for the sinus infection instead. Can anyone think of a good reason not to?
Daniel, glad you're home safe. Get some rest!
Did some, plan more...after work again today.
As I mentioned in my LJ, I'm glad we had lots of snow to brake my van, because hitting something and my airbag deploying would have made things worse.
Daniel I'm glad you are okay.
I have an update on my aunt, the doctor's think she's got a bacterial infection of some kind so they have her on IV antibiotics and more fluids. She's still really tired. They ran another test and are waiting the results of that, no word if they are going ot release her today.
Daniel, I'm so glad you're okay!
Askye, all good thoughts to your aunt.
Kristin, great news about Zoe!
Suzi, woohoo you! And go, black gi, yay, black gi!
she is wanting to meet after only a few e-mails exchanges! um. YIKES!
I'm like this. The more time you spend with a computer filter between you, the more imaginary details your brain fills in. I like to meet someone as soon as possible so I'm not thrown by how different they are from the person my brain invents.
Congratulations, Suzi!
Daniel, do not do that again. You hear me? I'm glad you're okay, although I bet you'll be sore.
I hope your aunt is okay, askye. Has she perhaps not been taking care of herself because she's depressed?
I just took my car to the dealer to get an oil change and have it checked out for the drive to Nashville, which was theoretically taking place first thing Tuesday, or possibly Monday if masochism set in. It needs an alignment, which is not unexpected after hitting the curb. It also needs a new power steering pump, which is $900. I can't really quibble with the diagnosis, in that Truck 1 of the same model lost it's power steering pump about about the same age (10), only I was driving at the time. You can drive without the power steering, but turning takes throwing your entire weight against the wheel. Considering that aside from the clutch (Atlanta driving) and brake pads, I haven't spent anything else on it except maintainance, I can hardly complain. I also have a spiffy new Frontier as a loaner, but the truck may not be ready until Tuesday, which screws up any thought of getting off early.
I have been hit with so many unexpected expenses this year that it feels like each one is a baseball bat pounding on my head. Right now I'm in the "just shoot me" stage of denial.
I'm like this. The more time you spend with a computer filter between you, the more imaginary details your brain fills in. I like to meet someone as soon as possible so I'm not thrown by how different they are from the person my brain invents.
Ya me too. There is a chemistry in person. I've had a few e-mail exchanges with folks in the past, and when I suggest a cup of coffee/tea after the 4th or 5th note, the line goes silent.
So, it appears she is a night owl too. We exchanged a flurry of notes last night until 1:30am. Last was "Dinner?" and then she went to bed I guess, for I have heard nothing to my response of "how does 6 sound?"
The more time you spend with a computer filter between you, the more imaginary details your brain fills in. I like to meet someone as soon as possible so I'm not thrown by how different they are from the person my brain invents.
Buffistas I've met have all been remarkably like the people in my head.
Oh, and I totally missed omnis getting a dinner suggestion.
Do I need to be scary again, or would you go for it without me having to be dramatic?
ION, my dear family dog,
Why did you think the pencil was food?
Love,
Me
Buffistas I've met have all been remarkably like the people in my head.
Very much so. The only difference I've seen is that some people who I think of as outspoken online might come across as more reserved IRL, and vice versa. Actually, I don't think of that so much as a difference in my perception of the person as it is finally getting the full picture of how they prefer to communicate in different circumstances.
