NOW you're glad for all the fucking plants, aren't you?
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
No.
The blossoms are too close to the wafty pollen. It's still plant sex.
It's not okay with me until it's fruit. Plant babies, if you will. To nom. For my sneezes, I shall nom their offspring.
Oranges, for the record, are exempt. I far prefer their blossoms to their fruit. Best smell ever.
Aw, yay! Happy birthda,Tep!
Happy birthday, Steph!
Happy Birthday, Steph!!
Unrelatedly: I still have a crush on Jenna von Öy.
Huh.
Happy Birthday, Steph!
I don't know if I've ever smelled orange blossoms -- at least in the wild, so to speak.
Hippo Birdies, even if slightly belated, Steph!
Happy Birthday, Steph! Rock on.
Happy birthday!
Today I need the boss to talk to hr. He may not do it, in which case I will start be a nervous wreck because things will be up in the air until the last minute.
I am really starting to feel the stress. Lots of moving pieces.