It never fails to boggle my mind that my mother, who has been married to a Jewish man for over forty years, gets snippy about Happy Holidays.
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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 have convinced my family to watch "Evening Primrose" with me. (I got the DVD for my birthday, but haven't had a chance to watch it yet.)
dude, the cleaning guy is walking around spritzing the carpet. with a spray bottle. i asked him what he was spraying on the carpet and he said "multipurpose cleaner". WTF is anyone spritzing cleaning fluids on CARPETING?!?! ye gods, no wonder this building makes me sick.
eta: just to clarify, not like steam cleaning or cleaning the carpet in general, just randomly spritzing a bit here and a bit there like air freshener. *gag*
Let me know what you think of it, Hil. Do you already know the story?
Let me know what you think of it, Hil. Do you already know the story?
I vaguely sorta know the story, but none of the details, just the basics.
I know, Spidra, they are such douchenozzles. And hypocrites, too. I may be sloppy and irreverent, but my heathen ass would get the paychecks out in a timely manner. It's not the heat; it's the stupidity.
Finished watching Evening Primrose. That was good. Creepy, but good. I didn't expect quite that much creepiness, though I probably should have.
I thought the extras were actually pretty good, especially the interview with Charmain what's her name.
I'm sharing the TV with three other people right now, so I was outvoted for watching the extras.
just randomly spritzing a bit here and a bit there like air freshener. *gag*Um, that stuff doesn't take the dirt when it evaporates. Not that I've noticed. All it does is... well. Preaching to the choir. and heck, I'm not a clean freak. That is just wrong.
omnis, I get cold easily so I could totally imagine such a shirt being useful even in SoCal.I get chilled rather easily too. But looking at it, it looks like something to shovel snow in. Maybe as a displaced NY'er, I look at cold weather gear in a different light. I laugh at the SoCal folks in ski parkas when it dips into the 50's.
Well, I had a pleasant day. Woke up early to call family, so as to not get a ton of phone calls while spending time with Laga and family. Then escaped a bit early before the buckets of clouds opened again. On one hand, it seems really old and dorky, on the other, I hate being soggy and driving at night in the pouring rain.
Now to see if there is any update on my poor Aunt. Hopefully Dad hasn't nicked all her pain meds. (I jest. He wouldn't really do that... I hope)