Happy birthday, Jilli.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Okay, so the pain in my shin is now worse than it was before - although, I think that the pain in my butt cheek is somewhat better.
I'm going to try to get in to see my doctor. And possibly take a muscle relaxer and see what that does.
Gronklies.
Yeah. That's all I got.
I'm sick. I have whatever cold-type-thing The Girl had before she left the country. With ten dissertation days left, it's predictably good timing.
Let's all Wake Up With Prince George. [link]
Seska, sick-ma and dissertation-ma.
This is the kind of morning when I really wish the tea would make itself, iow gronk.
Let's all Wake Up With Prince George.
Awesome.
Going to the doctor today because my head still hurts and I'm feeling on and off woozy and urpy.
Lots of ~ma, Seska.
Today is officially On Notice already. I got up to shut off my alarm and nearly passed out - legs went out from under me and butt hit the floor. Don't know what that was about. Just got up too fast, I guess.
Coworkers are having bad days, too. There's just a feeling of malaise in the air.
I got up to shut off my alarm and nearly passed out - legs went out from under me and butt hit the floor. Don't know what that was about. Just got up too fast, I guess.
Yikes! Glad you weren't hurt!
I got up to shut off my alarm and nearly passed out - legs went out from under me and butt hit the floor.
You want we should kiss it and make it better?
watches as line forms behind me ;)