My ex and I started having a discussion about what would happen during his 6 month TDY posting. We decided that we would have a civilised break up and be friends. Then we decided that we should break up enough time before he left so that we could develop the friendship so that it wouldn't be awkward when he got back. Then we realized that it was about 2 months until he left, and that was a good about of time. So, we broke up. And then we had sex.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Much ~ma for your Dad, Kristin. And some stress-free-days~ma to you.
What I wouldn't give for a man and a root access...
ita got there first. (The next part was beyond my level of geek. I am inadequately geeky).
Current Music: Right Ear - Swing Version of Conjunction Junction, Left Ear - Elevator-Style Jazz with intermittent reassurances that my call is important to them.
Send help.
It's time for a vacation when another customer appears on my screen and my first response is to type in DO NOT WANT!
Is there supposed to be a person in those things, or just an odd configuration of stuff?
It's a person: [link]
{{{Kristin}}} Much ~ma to you and your dad.
Ghillie suits freak me the fuck out. I hope I don't dream about Mr. Post-It™.
I'm never going to be able to walk into a Staples again without some sense of paranoia.
"Those file folders moved!"
Hee. It is kinda creepy. I mean, why would someone have to camouflage themselves as post-its unless they were about to commit some crazy post-it crime?
Actually, now that I think about it, the one photo of the guy on top of the bin looks a little porny when you tilt your head the right way.
Thanks, all. It hasn't even remotely hit me yet. I've set it aside in the "not yet" part of my brain because I just can't get stressed and upset right now. Life has been a lot better the past couple of months, and I need it to stay that way for a while longer. There's nothing else I can do right now anyway, besides fret, so I'm trying not to dwell.
Anyway. Grades and comments are due Monday, and for the first time EVER, I'm not stressed out about that. My comments are about 75% done, and all I have left to grade is 17 in-class essays. We have tomorrow off to work from home on grades and comments, so I am going to relax tonight, sleep in tomorrow, and hopefully polish my work off tomorrow afternoon and evening. I still have a fair amount of prep and reading to do over the weekend, but I'm psyched to not be a basketcase for once.
Btw, how do we feel about the freakishly early DST switch this weekend? This is year two of it being so early, and I am really not sure that I like it. I do like the idea of getting home before dark some days, though.