Must get over phone fear and call my doctor on Monday.
From the blog The Introvert's Corner, Don't Call Us, We’ll Call … Well, No, Actually We Probably Won’t...
You were very nearly devoured by a giant demon snake. The words 'let that be a lesson' are a tad redundant at this juncture.
Giles ,'Selfless'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
tommyrot - Feb 28, 2010 5:30:52 am PST #11588 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Zenkitty - Feb 28, 2010 6:02:33 am PST #11589 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I'll make everyone's phone calls if people will come organize my house and do my freaking paperwork. Personal paperwork. My business life is well-organized. My personal life is a shambling mess.
-t - Feb 28, 2010 6:12:25 am PST #11590 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I"m tempted, Zen. Note that my house and personal paperwork are totally disorganized, but dealing with other people's stuff is so much easier.
Daisy Jane - Feb 28, 2010 7:27:26 am PST #11591 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Can someone call the person we're sorta friends with about hosting Jon's boss's engagement party. He used to work at the bar; we've known him for ages, though not as part of our inner circle. And yet? Phone fear.
Food at home has been working amazingly well. I've had cherry tomato salad, dark cherry monkey bread, breakfast casserole, potato bacon soup, homemade french bread pizza, baked pasta shells and sauce and Italian sausage pie this week. That's not even counting the eggs/bacon/sausage/biscuits/toast/waffles breakfasts Jon has made the past few days.
ION: Wednesday the oldest customer Jon has at The Grapevine turned 92!
DavidS - Feb 28, 2010 7:36:47 am PST #11592 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Food at home has been working amazingly well. I've had cherry tomato salad, dark cherry monkey bread, breakfast casserole, potato bacon soup, homemade french bread pizza, baked pasta shells and sauce and Italian sausage pie this week. That's not even counting the eggs/bacon/sausage/biscuits/toast/waffles breakfasts Jon has made the past few days.
To quote Seymour II: "Feed me!"
Daisy Jane - Feb 28, 2010 7:41:37 am PST #11593 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Come to Dallas!
Reading over the old threads, I invited people down here a bunch! PEOPLE WHO NEVER CAME! Invitation is still extended, only now I know a bunch more crap to do.
erikaj - Feb 28, 2010 7:41:44 am PST #11594 of 30000
Always Anti-fascist!
Doing campaign calls has ended my phone fear...it's a lot like being thrown in the water to learn to swim considering that, in 2004, I was called everything but a child of God, but it did have that side benefit.
Zenkitty - Feb 28, 2010 7:47:01 am PST #11595 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I hear you, erika. Or rather I read you. A couple years doing telemarketing (*ptui*) ended my phone fear.
DavidS - Feb 28, 2010 7:52:13 am PST #11596 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Come to Dallas!
It's really more fun to fly you out to San Francisco.
Daisy Jane - Feb 28, 2010 7:54:04 am PST #11597 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
SF was fun, and I hope to go back with Jon soon, but Dallas can be fun too! We have Oak Cliff, and Lee Harvey's, and Fair Park! Really, it's not all bad! Plus, apparently, I can cook!