...okay, what the flying fuck, Board?
Just because I've been away, you eat most of my post?
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...okay, what the flying fuck, Board?
Just because I've been away, you eat most of my post?
kicks board
Board HUNGRY!
That was weird - was there some kind of freaky punctuation in the middle that the board interpreted as HTML, maybe?
Just because I've been away, you eat most of my post?
I'm not glad it ate your post, Fay, because we haven't seen anywhere near enough of your pixels lately, but I'm glad it wasn't the meds playing with my mind that made it appear as if half your post had disappeared.
In an effort to placate the board's insatiable appetite, I offer these photos of an adorable baby:
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Meanwhile, Flickr gives you a random greeting in some foreign language whenever you open it, "Guten Tag" or "Ni hao", for instance. Today I open it and it gives me the following message:
"O HAI Billytea69! You now know how to greet people in Lolspeak!"
I am nonplussed.
I am a Very Good Granddaughter. My grandmother has been trying for ages to get me to have lunch with my uncle (the obnoxious one who I'm not sure about inviting to the wedding), so that he can meet The Girl. Today, we did so, and it was not so bad, particularly as my cousin and grandmother were there too. Also, given that it was not so bad, I may reconsider the wedding invitation thing. It would make my grandmother very happy.
Fay, regardless of the missing bits of the post, the project where your kids are writing exciting stories sounds fab!
Shir, being depressed over a life situation is not good. Is there any chance of you moving to a place on your own at some point? With crappy situations, I'm sure it must be better to see if you can resolve them rather than taking medication. Obviously if there's no way to do that, then that's different. I hope that things improve in some way, whether for you emotionally, or practically regarding housing.
smonster, how's the trapped nerve today? I can relate to fighting over seeing the world differently. The Girl and I have to work very hard on that one, especially when you factor in general communication difficulties. I hope that your discussion at least has some useful results in that area.
I approve of the turtles on his bib.
think also of the situation where your fictional husband whacks into some old granny in a crosswalk, and runs home, tells you and doesn't know what to do. The privilege allows him to come home and talk to you about it (it is assumed you will urge him to do the right thing) without having you later be the testimonial nail in his coffin
I guess I just don't see why I shouldn't be the nail in his coffin if I want to be. He did admit to doing it.
Oh, Jess!! Emeline's in the montessori kindergarten. There are 42 kinds in the class and they have co-teachers so instead of dividing them into Mrs. X's class and Ms. Y's class, they divided them into two anumal groups. The ducks and the turtles! Em is a turtle! She even wears a little turtle barrett and Debet crocheted her a little stuffed sea turtle. It reminds me of the baby sea turtle in Nemo.
Em is a turtle! She even wears a little turtle barrett and Debet crocheted her a little stuffed sea turtle. It reminds me of the baby sea turtle in Nemo.
Right on!
I approve of the turtles on his bib.
It is only right. And they are cute turtles. (He has another bib with just one big turtle.)