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.
Is this when I get to mention that I've seen Daniel Radcliff nakey?
That sound you heard was Aims' feral snarling.
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I just came back from my first power yoga class in two years.
I was sweating from places I didn't know I COULD sweat.
But you know what the best part was? For the first time in two years I was able to really physically exert myself without feeling as if I was going to pass out, without stars flying in front of my eyes or feeling as if my heart was going to explode out of my chest.
I believe we can call the anemia under control. Now I just need to not overdo it and make myself sick again.
Artistic Observation: The naked scene is a) the most painful and awful thing and b) the girl is nudie too. How does this never get mentioned?
Purient Observation: The theater was cold.
I knew that one already and while I've not seen it with the masses, I have seen it on a computer screen image. And right now, while I'm still married and all that, is probably the best.
My advisor just emailed me to tell me that he can't meet with me tomorrow, like he'd said he would. (He's actually got an actual reason this time, and if he hadn't canceled a thousand other meetings before, I'd just shrug and say, "Yeah, stuff happens.")
Can anyone tell me a) why I'm watching the talent show scene from "Revenge of the Nerds" and the parodies thereof and b) why I have a sick need to make our friends dress up as this group at Con next year?
lost post due to connection blip -- but eggs all ways but raw, please don't over cook.
chores - i do most, but than I am home. I never tell DH to help, but he isn't allowed to complain because all he has to do is clean. He is better at cleaning in the kitchen and he can cook . I sometimes do direct the cleaning, but it is usually because of we are doing a big cleaning for an event. I wouldn't mind if he did more , but it doesn't bug me that he doesn't
out of cookies. :: pout :: How is it they only lasted two days? Wait? they lasted two days?!? Wow! Actually, that is some self control! Woot. but, alas, out of cookies now. I should do dishes. And other chores. But. Don't want to. Not very motivated when it comes to them.
Can't sleep. It's not that I'm in too much pain to sleep, like I have been the past few nights. I just can't sleep. Can't get the temperature right, can't get my sheets to stop wrinkling against my skin, can't sleep.
There is a giggling baby in my house. This pleases me.
He had a checkup today. Still growing well, around the 9th percentile for height and head circumference. He's sociable too, whacking the nurse's desk and then looking up at her to invite her to join in. (Of course, he was hanging onto me for dear life when we first got there and he saw a strange person. He loosens up after a few minutes though.)
whacking the nurse's desk
What did the desk do to lil Ryan? Poor thing. Next thing ya know, he'll be ordering cement shoes for those lovely desk legs, and then the furniture is sleeping with the fishies.
