I hope you didn't spindle any punch cards while you were there, Hil.
Saffron ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
I had to borrow a university ID card from an undergrad, because the photocopiers in the library will only work with debit from those cards, and mine has no money on it. Freshmen are required to put on something like $1000 a semester, so they really don't care if someone else uses a dollar of that.
Perhaps I shall make cupcakes today in tribute to my Bitches.
I'm going to. Join me!
I've never made cupcakes before. Does anyone have a favorite recipe?
A box of Duncan Hines Dark Chocolate Fudge cake mix.
Just wanted to share this link because it is AWESOME. [link]
60 pages! That was my goal for Friday, and I just got there! Which means that I wrote five pages in two and a half days, with one day spent not doing much, which means that my goal of ten pages a week is totally workable.
That's awesome, Hil. Now you can goof off for a couple days.
My BMI accurately says I am obese. I am not healthy or happy at my current weight. I am doing well with my diet and exercise plan to change this in a healthy fashion. It is an accurate enough measure for my tiny frame, not so much for DH. He is also obese, but absolutely in great shape at about 275 which the BMI would never recognize. Short story, BMI should be banned, or at least shunned.
I went to the doctor today. THEIR SCALE IS EVIL. It told me I weight a full five pounds more than my scale at home (which is also being evil today and telling me I weigh more than EVER. EVIL!!!!!!!!!!)
Sigh. Perhaps I can convince myself to pack the exercise clothes tonight?
Sephora/Urban Decay fans. WANTZ! [link]
Because I really haven't had anyone to say this to. The funeral yesterday was AWFUL! My friend had told me his ex-wife was crazy, but I thought it was just an expression ex-husbands use. Woman is seriously CRAXY!
1) She officiated. She says she's a Shaman. She wore a graduation robe which she then took off to reveal a shiny shiny shirt/jacket thing. You know that material that is slightly rubbery/spandex feeling and is sort of rainbow and reflective all at the same time? It was that.
2) They had apparently agreed on what was to be said, but once she got up there, she threw away the page and deemed it "inappropriate" and then kept calling him by the name his druggie friends used "Tweak."
3) There was a creeptastic animated thing (like when you use a photo of yourself to do that elf dancing thing) with HER DEAD SON'S Face dancing to some techno music and then eventually becoming an angel and flying away.
4) His friends all told stories about partying with him all the time and how he liked to be extreme which is basically how he died, right in front of the family.
5) They did a balloon release and because they didn't think about the location, the balloons all went into the power lines.
6) Crazy mom went off to do drugs with her dead kid's friends.
The only good was hanging with our friends after at Mr. Jane's bar.
Dude. DUDE!