'Ariel'
[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.
Wednesday can just step right off. Go on, now. Go. You're not welcome anymore.
Yeah, I'm having issues, too. Stupid sewing machine.
I hope your phone dries out and works right again, Cash. Dunno what kind of wishes I can offer for your tomatoes.
sj, much ~ma for C's leg.
It's her hand actually, WS. Thank you for the wishes.
I think we're going to go visit her in the hospital tonight. I'm going to pick up a couple crafting magazines since I can't bring sweets and she probably already has flowers.
~ma for C, sj. Also improvement ~ma for Cash and her bad day.
I am wearing horizontal stripes for the first time in years without a care! I'm enjoying letting the belly loose!
~ma for C's hand and Cash's and Andi's day.
As for me, I'm also have A Day and I'm not quite sure why, especially since yesterday was so great, but in such a lowkey way, it's not like I should be having letdown.
Dear Student - do not come to me (after I have fixed multiple problems for you) and expect me to fix your problem with no information. There are multiple reasons why you may not be validated, and I can't be expected to check all of them. Also, do not ask me to use the computer on my desk to check something that you should have looked at before you came to see me. Finally, do not check your phone when you are talking to me. If this issue is so important to you, then whoever is calling or texting can wait. It's incredibly rude, because it implies that the person who is in front of you is not as important as the person who is calling you.
(my new tactic with that is just to stop talking when they are fiddling with their phones.)
I am about to Have a Day. Work is fine, but I am going out at lunch to try to find a bathing suit to take on vacay next week which will not make me look like a pudgy dumpling. Since I AM a pudgy dumpling, I foresee angst, disappointment and self-hatred.
I heard back from my rheumatologist. He says he can see me on September 15. That's still three weeks from now, but it's much better than the October 5 that his office told me.
I'm having A Day mentally and physically. I feel listless and useless, and all these freaky little things are going wrong with me. Plantar fascitis, a sore on my mouth (which I never get), something weird with my bellybutton, a random swollen lymph node, etc. I'm going to the doc tomorrow for the physical stuff. The mental stuff... is nothing new. In fact, it's gotten pretty damn old. PHHHHHBBBBLLLLTTT, as Bill the Cat used to say.
::curls up in corner::
The meeting I am still in will hit 3 hours long in 10 min. It doesn't appear to be ending soon. Huuuuungryyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!
attempts to shove a bagel through the intertubes to omnis.