When I read that the super antibiotic could cause drowsiness, I shuddered because I have a paradoxical reaction to many medicines. Yes, I was still awake at 5 a.m.
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.
There is often GA discussion in Natter. There is today. I don't watch, but know the characters names from the whitefont in Natter.
Should I get another dog? A friend of my son's has an abandoned german shepherd that was begging in her neighborhood for a few days and she took her in. Her mother has given her until the end of the weekend to find her a home. There are lots of things on the plus side, the down side being more time and money going out the door.
Well, do you want the dog, or do the kids?
A co-worker is getting married next month. She has RSVP online. Very cool. The invite is for me and guest. I click "yes" for me, enter e-mail, and then submit. Nope. Error. I have to enter an e-mail address for my non-exhistant guest. :: sigh :: Thanks. Reinforce that I'm a solo loser even more. Blargh.
BUT! I have internets again! Woot! And it seems a bit faster. Woot! Must go to work now.
What started as an earache a few days ago has become the whole back of the right side of my skull hurting. This is weird.
Need. More. Coffee.
Morning session ran out.
Well, do you want the dog, or do the kids?
Both. The boys are very good about walking and jogging, but poor Brandy can't go far any more. She is getting very old, deaf, and the joints ain't what they used to be. New doggy would need to get along with her. Brandy gets along well with animals, but she is not too fond of overly active youngsters. She will have to go with me when/if we go to meet the potential sister.
Well, at least the author is aware of the creepy pseudo-incestuous relationship she's created between Elsie and her father. This is Elsie's father's youngest sister, who's a few years younger than Elsie. Elsie's about 18 here:
"Oh, here you are!" cried a girlish voice as they turned into a shaded walk leading to the house. "I've been looking everywhere and am glad to have found you at last. Really, if a body didn't know your relationship, he or she might almost imagine you a pair of lovers."
OK, so Christians of the Elsie strain do not go to balls, operas, or the theatre. I guess I can understand the part about dancing, but what's the objection to theatre?
In that case, Laura, go for it. Assuming the other dog is also on board.