We walked 5 baziliion miles today. no guilt eating.
Dreg: Glory, Your Most Fresh-And-Cleanness. It's only a matter of time-- Glory: Ugh, everything always takes time! What about my time? Does anyone appreciate I'm on a schedule here?! Tick tock, Dreg! Tick freakin' tock!
'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
beth b - Sep 15, 2009 3:24:42 pm PDT #23248 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
-t - Sep 15, 2009 3:30:01 pm PDT #23249 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Happy birthday Nora!
Mmm, lobster sliders sound delicious. I had scallop sliders a while back and they were delightful.
::smonster smish::
Hope the Tylenol works, Hil.
sj - Sep 15, 2009 3:50:44 pm PDT #23250 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I had a much needed margarita and burger for dinner. Yum!
Hil, I hope the new meds work.
erin_obscure - Sep 15, 2009 3:50:46 pm PDT #23251 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
I came home wanting nothing more than soup, maybe dry toast, and ended up making the rest of the (wilting)basil into a second round of veggie pesto. That was so not what i wanted.
I think geographical proximity to Cass is rubbing off on me. Or rather, under the skin. I am covered in cuts and bruises. many have good, solid explanations (like tables and bed corners) but many are just puzzling. Most puzzling at all? As i was parking in front of my apt after work, i noticed the pain of a gash on the inside of my upper arm. There is nothing sharp in my car that could have caused it, and i'm rather sure it wasn't there when i got into the car....there is a slight possibility that the impending ick i am feeling is actually a creature inside me trying to break out.
erin_obscure - Sep 15, 2009 3:51:38 pm PDT #23252 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
Does it mean i am an adult when i base my dinner on what's closest to going off than on what i actually want?
smonster - Sep 15, 2009 3:52:36 pm PDT #23253 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Smishes all round! Which my iPhone just tried to correct to "sloshes all round." Erm, that would have been me at the f2f, I do believe. Literally, in the hot tub.
meara - Sep 15, 2009 3:53:58 pm PDT #23254 of 30000
Mmm, y'all make dinner talk sound good. Guess I'm going to the fancy place rather than the close place. Of course, what I'm TRYING to do is convince myself to do the work thing I need to do, before going to dinner, rather than take a nap (which might result in no dinner) or going to teh bookstore or something (which would mean writing the work report later tonight, which would be bleh).
Erin, that is TOTALLY adult. Or at least, totally what I do. Um. goldfishes and a coke for dinner is valid, right? That was my dinner the other night...
sj - Sep 15, 2009 3:55:03 pm PDT #23255 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Erin, put the pesto in soup.
Scrappy - Sep 15, 2009 3:58:33 pm PDT #23256 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
My mother is kinda driving me nuts long distance. She is normally awesome and I feel lucky to have her, but she is off on a trip in the U.P. with her sisters and hasn't heard from one of my brothers. She has been bringing this up every day for the past few days, and has worked herself into a state. This despite the fact that he has a wife who would call us or his ex if anything happened to him.
This is the brother who lives in Holland, so every time my mom's been near a phone, it has been the middle of the night his time. J and I have decided to stay up tonight and call him (when it is 7am his time), but now SHE isn't answering her cell so I can tell her that we got it under control. Of course, now she has me worried that he has started drinking again after 15 years and is lying in a Dutch gutter somewhere.
I am in the tail end of a terrible cold and am having a bad week at work and am tired and I just want to take a bath.
Cass - Sep 15, 2009 3:58:54 pm PDT #23257 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I think geographical proximity to Cass is rubbing off on me. Or rather, under the skin. I am covered in cuts and bruises. many have good, solid explanations (like tables and bed corners) but many are just puzzling. Most puzzling at all? As i was parking in front of my apt after work, i noticed the pain of a gash on the inside of my upper arm. There is nothing sharp in my car that could have caused it, and i'm rather sure it wasn't there when i got into the car....there is a slight possibility that the impending ick i am feeling is actually a creature inside me trying to break out.
No one will *ever* move to Portland again. I am so, so, so, so sorry.
I have an upper arm bruise but it's on the outside. But, yeah, no clue. I think Castiel gripped me tight and raised me from Perdition.