Hello Buffistas. I have missed you all. We are now settled in our new house. It's awesome! I really love living in my own place
Joes sisters are here and the rest of the family comes today. I am mostly very excited they are here.
[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.
Hello Buffistas. I have missed you all. We are now settled in our new house. It's awesome! I really love living in my own place
Joes sisters are here and the rest of the family comes today. I am mostly very excited they are here.
I'm looking at the Statue of Liberty from my balcony on a beautiful day. This is nice.
This pretty tiara votive reminded me of Buffistas.
Bit of a rubbish couple of days. The worst thing being, The Girl's father has new tumours in various places.
Fuck cancer. And I'm sorry you are feeling more burden-ish than support-ish. Much ~ma to The Girl's father, and to the whole family.
Welcome home, Stephanie!
Seska, much -ma to The Girl's father. I'm so sorry.
Yay, Stephanie! Best of luck in your new home!
I'm looking at the Statue of Liberty from my balcony on a beautiful day. This is nice.
Very cool indeed.
Fuck cancer, Seska. Is your girl studying The Knowledge just for the heck of it, or in hopes of becoming a cabbie? Or, you know, just to get around?
Mmm, wagamama.
Whatever you do today, Sean, have fun and roll with it.
I need to go back to London. Last time I was there for anything longer than just changing planes (and, in one case, airports) was when we went there on a family vacation during winter break my senior year of high school. So, that would have been the week between Christmas and New Years, 1998.
The last time I was in London was the March before I met TCG, so it's been nearly 6 years. Considering I had gone every other year for a while, that seems like a very long time to me. I both feel like I really need to get back, and worry that it is really going to make me miss my friend Donna even more. She was my travel buddy who passed away from breast cancer last year. Everything about England reminds me of her in some way, and I am still missing her so much.
ETA: Sorry about that tangent. It is her husband's birthday today, so Donna is even more on my mind.
But keeping your Stella Artois at room temperature???? COME ON!
IME, Europeans are weird about refrigeration. (I think it's because until very recently, fridges over there were TEENY compared to the US, so you really only had room to refrigerate the things that absolutely needed it. My boss' dad only got an "American-style" fridge about ten years ago after visiting her in LA and being just boggled by the sheer size of the thing.)
Anyhoo, I know it's totally last-minute, but if you need to get away from your parents for a bit I can see if my brother-in-law is free. He and his wife are pretty awesome.