You know, my big sister could really beat the crap out of her. I mean, really really.

Dawn ,'Storyteller'


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.


Steph L. - Jan 01, 2010 2:35:07 pm PST #5474 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism

I just discovered that the problem with the laptop is the display, through an accidental clonking of the side of the screen, which changed the display from grey to black. Suspicious, I clonked it again, and it changed to white. I clonked it again, figuring that maybe I could pull a Fonzie on it, and the regular desktop appeared, with some notable problems (mostly, everything white is hot pink).

So, I backed everything up, and I'll still take it to the Genius Bar and see if it can be fixed easily/cheaply.

Other than that, I'm ready for dinner and need a shower.


Scrappy - Jan 01, 2010 3:17:00 pm PST #5475 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Last week the DH and his wonderful Bro spent several days tearing out the crappy plywood shelves in the garage and putting in cool metal ones from Costco. Today, we spent all day going through everything and organizing it all into plastic bins. There was much use made of our labelmaker and I did manage to get Jason to throw out a lot of stuff, which is a rarity. Not only do we now know where everything is, we have shelves in our garage WHICH ARE EMPTY.


Beverly - Jan 01, 2010 3:40:07 pm PST #5476 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

(Shhh, Scrappy. Don't say that out loud. Especially where most guys can hear you. They tend to take empty horizontal space as a personal affront.)


Ginger - Jan 01, 2010 3:51:50 pm PST #5477 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Not only do we now know where everything is, we have shelves in our garage WHICH ARE EMPTY.

I understand the individual words, but together they make no sense.

I had a revelation on the drive home about a way to entirely reorganize my house that would give me more room and put the comfy couch in the den, where I would actually sit on it. This plan involves swapping large pieces of furniture between every room of my house and selling a bed. This is why I shouldn't take long drives.


DCJensen - Jan 01, 2010 3:52:31 pm PST #5478 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.

It's -6˚F and dropping.

Now I know why last night's moon was blue...


Beverly - Jan 01, 2010 4:26:08 pm PST #5479 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

But--it's onlly furniture, Ginger, it's not knocking down walls and building on rooms. Hire Two Men and a Truck--or just the Two Men--for a day, and go for it! Anything that makes your space more liveable is worth it, I think.


brenda m - Jan 01, 2010 4:27:38 pm PST #5480 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

I had an inspiration and moved my couches around a couple of months ago, swapping two large couches from one room to another. Which also required moving every single piece of furniture in both rooms, without exception, including several large bookshelves. Oy. But it's so much better the new way.


Beverly - Jan 01, 2010 4:27:41 pm PST #5481 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I got to see the moon night before last, but we were having a Howling Monsoon so I did't get to see the blue moon. I'm sad I missed it.

We've got a lot of turbulence, either caused by or causing higher temps. But there's lots of wind to compensate.


smonster - Jan 01, 2010 4:50:16 pm PST #5482 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

In the continuing cat pee chronicles, the little fucker has branched out into spraying my backpack. Grrrrrrrrrrrr... my goodwill is rapidly evaporating. Roomie thinks it's a territorial thing, not with my cats but with the ones who prowl past the porch. We're both at a loss what to do. I think Feliway plug-ins are in our near future.


Ginger - Jan 01, 2010 4:54:15 pm PST #5483 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

But--it's only furniture

There are also about 700 linear feet of books involved.