Super excited for you Nora! Please let me know if you need anything, though it looks like you have a good base.
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.
mmm, coffee . . .
Aww. Potential date replied, and he seems to be a sweetheart.
Lord, please send me a good, attractive guy. I want to move out of here next year, and unless I'll find myself a boyfriend it wouldn't be practical, money-wise.How about this guy: [link]
Aww. Potential date replied, and he seems to be a sweetheart.Or maybe not.
Yay for Miracleborns! ~Ma for Connie.
Pix, Yikes! are there less students enrolled?? What would cause massive layoff? In the middle of the school year?
There was more, but can't remember all now. :: throws glitter :: for thems celebrating, and {{{ }}} for thems that need comfort!
How about this guy: [link]
Uh-ha. And how, exactly, do you offer I should travel to my uni next year? I need to graduate, you know.
I went to one of the local elementary schools to pick up cookie money from one of our scout moms.
I got the money and another 5 year old.
Both girls are eating jambalaya and watching tv.
How about this guy:
I seriously do not get it. Funny, smart, combine the boho appeal of theater-guyness with the long-term appeal of holding down a serious job (from which another serious job wanted you enough to actively poach you), and easy on the eyes to boot.
All of which, minus the theater jobness, could easily apply to basically all the single Buffista men. It's deeply head-scratchy. You should all be waving your arms helplessly, nearly trampled by a stampede of awesome smart geeky women/men/bipeds of your heart's desire. What is wrong with the humans in all y'all's meatspaces?
I don't know. I even got all angsty about it last night.
Pain is weird. My shoulder hurts, but it's not debilitating, it's just "there". Moderately distracting, a constant, low-grade ache. Nothing like ita or Hubby put up with. But the ibuprofen hasn't made much of a difference, and I find myself wishing tomorrow was surgery day.
I do not know how Hubby copes. He would say that he doesn't, and I absolutely do not want to know what it feels like when he cracks every now and then. One week to go, and I'll probably be kicking myself for putting it off so long.
Happy birthday Raq!!
job~ma Daniel!
congratulations Meara!
FLOMP