Jayne ,'The Message'
[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.
What is Paczki, when it's at home?
Uh, the same as it is in a bakery?
Did I post a dead link in my post? (I just copied it from *last year's* LJ post.) Oops. That'll treach me to copy and paste w/o checking my links. In any case, Wikipedia did my job and filled all y'all in.
My co-workers are currently getting hyper on excessive amounts of sugar and fat, thanks to me. Ah, baked goods. My secret weapon.
I just dropped R2 off at school. I don't think she should go (coughing all night), but she begged. It's the 100th day of school, and they've got special things planned all day--including duct-taping the principal to the wall. That had started when I dropped her off. HY-sterical! Good times! Good times!
Blecch, the insomnia fairy, got me last night.
Gronk.
Remember my highly annoying doctor visit last *Monday* when the doctor seemed to think my complaints were all in my head? He calls this morning to say they were all in my head: he finally consulted with the radiologist and the x-rays they took show a big honking sinus infection on the side of my face that has felt stuffed up and like someone was poking my face with a soldering iron for the last month. He prescribed antibiotics, which I have to go pick up. I was picking up prescriptions Friday. Wouldn't that have been a lovely time to start dealing with this misery? He thinks the antibiotics may clear up the very painful tongue too. I'd really like that cleared up. I had to order something in "mild" the other day and it was a blow to my ego.
eta: You have my sympathy, DJ, because he was here too. That stupid fairy gets around.
Toddson, I half expected to see a panorama of Jesus making zombies, done in Peeps. That photo is much saner and far less creepy.
I miss Daniel. I woke up at 6 am feeling sick to my stomach, fed the cats, and when the tummy calmed down, I went back to bed. I just did not have it in me to wait up for another hour and a half for him to get up, to hang around with him over breakfast. Slept right through it.
At least my tummy feels better.
I have a verdict on Rose --
The good news -- no fleas!
The bad news -- the hair loss is an allergic reaction to -- something. The vet doesn't know what, she said it could be anything. The curtains at the front window, the carpet, dust mites. But there's no way to tell. She did give her a steroid shot but that's a short term fix.
I called the lady I got Rose from and she seemed reluctant to take Rose back, she wants Rose to find a forever home. And I'd like to keep her, but really this isn't fair to her. The cat is obviously miserable and she can't stay here. So I have to call her after work and tell her I'll bring Rose to her. Which is sad because she's such a sweet cat.
I'm sorry Rose could not stay with you, Askye.
Toddson, I half expected to see a panorama of Jesus making zombies, done in Peeps. That photo is much saner and far less creepy.
And yet, you thought of it.
Backs away from WS slowly
What?
Toddson, you said "sweet". You said "zombie". You said, "Jesus". Peeps are undoubtedly THE creepiest candies around - seriously, not even gummy worms compete. Where else could my mind go?