I've been on this diet for three weeks, and it's been going great. Now, out of nowhere, I need enormous amounts of sugar. Ideally some form of triple chocolate ice cream. Can I blame this on swimming, please? Or the Dark Side? Or my mother? Or former President Bush. I think he's ultimately responsible.
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Or former President Bush. I think he's ultimately responsible.
Don't be silly, it would be Vice President Cheney who's responsible.
TCG and I both seem to have eaten something bad at the restaurant last night. He of course is stubbornly still at work, but we both have severe stomach ick.
I feel a little embarrassed to ask this, but I remember that Barb's dog (and it took me three tries not to type that as "god") Mooshu was going in for tests last week. How did those come out?
Don't be silly, it would be Vice President Cheney who's responsible.
Probably Condoleezza Rice, in that case. With me being one of them furrin types.
Aims, Emeline sounds like my niece at that age when it comes to not wanting to wear pants. Now that she's in high school, we can't get her out of jeans and t-shirts, so it could be a short-lived issue.
Hi, again! Maybe I'll actually stick around for a bit today. The other day I fell asleep. Oops.
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So, I haven't been around here in so long. I can't get on at work, and by the time I get home, feed the dogs, make and eat dinner, I'm ready for bed. But, I'm loving my job, so that's good. It's almost worth leaving the house by 6:30 a.m.!