We might go furry, but we don't do feathers.
Heh.
Oof, to bed with me. Talked with the Niecelet. She remains awesome. Also her bf is from Boston. And, thus, remains wicked awesome.
Early ,'Objects In Space'
[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.
We might go furry, but we don't do feathers.
Heh.
Oof, to bed with me. Talked with the Niecelet. She remains awesome. Also her bf is from Boston. And, thus, remains wicked awesome.
Today was GORGEOUS here. I got to wake up late (to keep hours down this week at work), and the sky was crystal clear. Beautiful. I decided to take Pacific Coast Highway to work. I'm not a beach person. But driving along it, was very relaxing. And I left work before it was too late, and drove home the same way. Bee-You-Tee-Full! So relaxing, in fact, I had energy to go food shopping! And even washed all car windows, inside and out!
I just put the I in idiot.
Yesterday I stopped working outside to come in at 6 pm to start those chicken thighs.
So I cooked two trays of chicken thighs, went outside until about 7 Pm, and woke Andi form her nap.
We had a lovely meal. Andi whipped up some dessert out of cooked yam and apple, and some mixed veggies that complemented the chicken.
The leftover chicken, 9 pieces, was very hot, so I left it in the oven while we ate and watched an episode of season 3 of The Tick.
After supper, I took the dirty dishes into the kitchen, scrapped off the remains, and washed them. Andi was busy cleaning the cat boxes, so I went outside and did some more lawn mowing.
Some may see where this is going.
Then there was laundry, and watching Cupid, and Burn notice and then eventually sleep.
Until 5 am when I remembered the chicken.
I have now showered, thrown away the chicken, and cleaned the pan.
Sigh.
Daniel, things like that happen all the time.
My version to these things is that I'm always waiting for the homework/housework/x-work fairy to come and complete the task for me, for I have proven my good will.
But it doesn't make you an idiot. Not at all.
If you want to see some real idiots, you should come to my university.
ION, I read too much Sartre today. weeps
oh, no, not too much Sartre!! I don't even know what's a remedy for that. Muppets?
Morning. I am going to be staying home sick today. Barely slept at all last night and feeling worse this morning. Hmph, I hope it's not flu. I got both shots, dammit. I'm going to try and go back to sleep for a while, and will call the doc depending on how I feel later.
DCJ, I do stuff like that pretty frequently.
I have now showered, thrown away the chicken, and cleaned the pan.
Oh, crap. I forgot too. Well, at least the chicken was on sale.
too much Sartre.
I think the fix for that is kittens.
Morning. I am going to be staying home sick today.
Good choice. I'm sorry you didn't miraculously get better over night.
Morning, all.
Just a quick drive-by those say hello, and give hugs to those as needs them. Last week of classes, and I am grading machine.
And back off to grading before class.
Not kittens, but cats in a shelter. Currently playful for your streaming video pleasure. [link]
I think the fix for that is kittens.
I keep looking for the neo existentialism school for comfort, but it doesn't seem to be there yet. Probably the case of existential imagination.
Also, dusty and hot weather here. Eww.
Edit: just was informed that the remedy for too much Sartre is Wittgenstein.
oh, no, not too much Sartre!! I don't even know what's a remedy for that. Muppets?
This made me giggle because it's so true!