Damn, Erin, I wish you lived near me and could go to the place by my house. It's truly maddening when we pay through the nose for a service and it turns out to be crap. Especially when it's supposed to be relaxing and therapeutic!
Welcome to the Hellmouth petting zoo.
Buffy ,'Beneath You'
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.
javachik - Dec 15, 2009 8:37:08 pm PST #3895 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Laga - Dec 15, 2009 8:50:51 pm PST #3896 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
ugh Erin. You shouldn't have had to pay for that.
omnis_audis - Dec 15, 2009 8:57:20 pm PST #3897 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Seems my mom got herself a Kindle. Now, she doesn't have a modern computer, or net access. But the kindle downloads without. But is there a way to send her Project Gutenburg plain text type books? Can you plug in a thumb drive and transfer stuff?
Stephanie - Dec 15, 2009 9:04:49 pm PST #3898 of 30000
Trust my rage
I'm now up again with Frisco who coughed himself awake.
While I was falling asleep earlier I remebered that I forgot to add (just to complicate things) that in the Army, there is such a thing as a troop. It's a unit similar in size to a company but in the Cavalry and certain other organizations, a company is called a troop.
Frisco is currently pointing out all the ornament sthat he knows the names of. Plane! Bike! Star! It's cute but I wish he would go to sleep.
Stephanie - Dec 15, 2009 10:09:03 pm PST #3899 of 30000
Trust my rage
No night shift anymore?
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Dec 15, 2009 10:37:17 pm PST #3900 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
No night shift anymore?
There's an early-morning-across-the-pond shift, if that helps.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Dec 16, 2009 12:13:03 am PST #3901 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Cereal...
Threats of legal action and advice from the EHRC - apparently this works. Having said two days ago that there were to be no further negotiations over this, El Al called us just now. We're three rows back from the entrance to the plane and three rows ahead of the toilet.
We're sitting here going HUH?
Edit: This means we won. Everyone I tell about this is getting confused. So to clarify, we won.
Calli - Dec 16, 2009 2:16:49 am PST #3902 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Yay, Seska! I'm glad the EHRC was able to get some good results for you.
Smonster, I really like the hair!
Stephanie, I'm glad you were able to offer the two women a nice dinner with someone who they could talk to.
Trudy, if they're smoking during sex, they need more lube. If you're smelling fresh smoke, I would imagine they're in the post-activity relaxation period, and you could knock on the door and say, "Smoke, wtf?" without learning more than you wanted about their preferred position(s).
Thus endeth the meara-nation. (Although, not the Meara Nation, because that would be nifty and, if the US fragments, should be considered for whatever the Pac. NW turns into.)
WindSparrow - Dec 16, 2009 3:15:15 am PST #3903 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Stepheanie, I hope Frisco relaxed and went back to sleep, at some point. That wasn't five minutes before you have to wake him up for your daily routine. And I hope he gets over his cough soon, if it isn't more than a passing throat tickle.
Yay, Seska, for winning over El Al!
Also, Trudy, I think Calli might have a good idea there.
Jessica - Dec 16, 2009 3:47:23 am PST #3904 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Dylan slept in his big-boy-bed last night. I got a little sniffly.
(It went suspiciously well. He didn't make any kind of fuss about getting in bed to read stories, and after we were done I tucked him in with a book and left*. I came back in 5 minutes later to turn out the lights, and then he went to sleep and woke up at a normal time this morning in a great mood. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but I'm terrified the other shoe is about to drop somehow!)
*He likes to "read" to himself in bed at night. Not that he can read words yet, but he's got most of his favorite books memorized and can recite them and turn the pages. It is exactly as adorable as it sounds.
Seska, yay!