and I go to the bad Wentz place.
Ah, furries.
Andrew ,'Damage'
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and I go to the bad Wentz place.
Ah, furries.
I've been rafting on the Deliverance river and can confirm that it is a) nowhere near Hil, and b) not actually in Georgia.
Also that we did not get kidnapped by hill folk.
Also also that Hil's advisor is a dick.
Hang in there Omnis.
...there's a lot of Hil and hill in that post, Brenda. Are you sure you did not get kidnapped by Hil, and are trying to send a secret message?!?!?
Or that Hil has kidnapped her advisor, and that is the sign that we need to come up with an alibi? (Crap, did I give it away?)
So my new bedroom faces east, and has huge windows. It's all rising sun fabulosity. I keep waking up like, an hour before my alarm, thinking "Is it time to get up? Surely it's alarm time" and it's only 7:30AM (and that's after waking up a bunch of times earlier in the morning, noticing it's light out, hearing people driving through the alley, going back to sleep, etc). I don't want to wear a sleep mask, because I'm appreciating the "morning light makes me wake up!" effect, and I think a sleep mask would mess with that...I think I just need to go to bed earlier. But...that means going to bed earlier! Sigh.
I am rubbish, and have missed 320 posts here because I've been working. Poor excuse. Anyway, I wanted everyone to know that The Girl's father had surgery yesterday, and it went really well, and they got all the cancer out (along with half of his pancreas and quite a bit of his stomach!) - and it's now just a case of how well he recovers. It's good good news and we are happy. All the ~ma has been much appreciated. (Will put an abbreviated version of this in Beep Me.)
How is everyone here? What did I miss?
T minus 6 hours. Bedroom (except closet) is all but done. Living room too. Gotta do dishes, finish hall closet, pack clothes & bedroom closet, and bathroom. Maybe shower and sleep? Rehydrating break for a few minutes. I hate moving.
Dang it. I should have told uverse to end service on Saturday. Fuckers turned it off at 4:30am. I'm flying grey, on edge network only for awhile.
Have a successful, not-too-stressful move, omnis.
Moving-ma, omnis.
A friend of mine's toddler (the one I often mention babysitting for) is having a minor operation today, and the mom is very nervous. I know they would appreciate any -ma that could be sent their way.
Moving~ma, and much good luck, omnis!
Job~ma to Vortex and Pix and whoever else needs it.
No more freaking pain~ma for sj, and ~ma to her friend's toddler.
Extreme yay for everyone's wonderful days!