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[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.
iPhone still dead. Tried plugging it in to charge and nada.
If it comes as any consolation, I've managed to bring two iPods back from the dead. An iPhone is a bit more complicated, of course. There's always hope that a future Genius Bar trip may help.
I'm digging on this closing ceremony.
I love the way they addressed the technical difficulties in the opening ceremony.
The Sochi presentation was cracktastic. Haven't seen anything quite that surreal and far-out since the Albertville opening ceremonies.
And now, Neil.
the whimsy is overwhelming
Aims, hope you're starting to feel better.
sj, much empathy, and wishing you energy.
Laura, that house is so beautiful. I hope you get it!
I plan to achieve something today. There's been too many days of having to lie in bed (which are dull as anything). I'm not sure what I plan to achieve, but it will be something.
Ooh! And I lost weight again this week! I am delighted. At this rate, I will be a fairly comfortable size and able to buy a dress for my wedding yet.
Ugh. Woke up dizzy, feverish, and with a cough trying to start. I'm taking a sick day and hoping to nip whatever it is in the bud.
Ow. I woke up still really achy, but I took two days off last week to rest, and I really can't take any more.
In today's edition of Wake Up With Neither Fry Nor Laurie, we learn what tigers do to snowmen.
ETA: the actual link to the video: [link]
Much health~ma for Calli and Hil. Hope you feel better soon.
I love the wildcats in Wake Up With Neither Fry Nor Laurie!
What a morning. I am having an enormous argument with a certain university's admissions department over discriminatory policies/practice. It has involved phone calls to the Equality and Human Rights Commission, The Girl being harassed by the admissions dept when trying to stand up for my rights, academics saying I'm right but they don't have time to do much about it, and generally no one knowing what the hell is going on.
I'm a proudly disabled person most of the time, but this stuff makes me want to give up on such things as PhDs and go back to bed for the rest of my life. Fortunately, I have a Girl making me chicken goujons for lunch.