Dammit, I thought I was hungover but now I think I might actually be sick.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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.
Oof. Freecycle guy just came by to pick up a set of weights that I haven't used in five years. I kind of forgot to take into account that bringing a set of weights to the front door means picking up all of them at once. I managed by putting them into a laundry basket, but wow, that was more difficult than I'd expected.
Tomorrow cannot come soon enough, I can't wait to go home. With the exception of 2 days I've been out of town for 5 weeks, the last week of which has been with my family.
I think my favorite sign was, "Magnets how the ()@*#$ do they work?"
Hil! I just had a Freecycle guy come by and pick up unused weights! I did not move them all at once, though.
ND, I know it will be such a relief. What a crazy summer you've had.
Having a piece of my body removed next week will be nicer than more time with family. I can get rid of my appendix and spleen in the future if I need more time off from them, right?
Having a piece of my body removed next week will be nicer than more time with family.
Ugh, flashing back to a recent VERY unfortunate and horrifying Natter conversation.
STOP THAT! I am trying to pretend none of that ever happened.
Wishing you a good long time at home, Drew.
Good luck, Drew. I hope your surgery goes well and you have a relaxing recuperation at home with your wife and puppy.
Man, that was the worst.