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.
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)
We can haz Cass! It was awesome catching up with her. We have all decided that it has been too long and we should not let that happen again.
Back on the road again heading home now. Home! I can't wait.
What a conscientious agnostic to do?
Say "Merry Christmas!" right back.
They're wishing you happiness. It's a kind thing to do whether you care or not that it is, in fact, Christmas Day. They're not threating you with hell or calling your a sinner (as too many Christians, sad to say, are apt to do) they're being nice. Quite nice.
Try and think of it as a very
very
specific "Have a nice day!"
I mean, you
could
go with "Have a good or bad day yourself, I don't care as I am a conscientious agnostic" but it just has no ring to it.
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.
Oy. Hit her back with "Happy Thanksgiving, Kwanzaa, Chanukah, Christmas, and New Years!" Seriously. It's a LOT of holidays in a month-and-change.
maybe we should change it to "Happy Wal*Mart Day!" or something.
t /no help
Happy Capitalism! ?
It's not the heat; it's the stupidity.
That was really, really true until the summer my ac broke and it turns out I can just barely deal with heat or stupid but if I get both, I move back to California.
I gots PixDesigns! And, yes, way too long. But lovely to have our ships cross tonight.
Now baaaaaaaaaaaaath.
So great having omnis for Christmas. It helps to have an outsider's perspective on how crazy my family is. (Fun crazy, not dead parrot crazy.)
I was in an internetless limbo, but I did get safely to Nashville. It took another hour and microwaving a hamburger to capture Mr Peabody.
We have a very white Christmas in Nashville, and very pretty except when contemplating the sheen of the refrozen streets.
Athiest that I am, I have no objection to heartfelt good wishes in any form, although "Have a blessed day" makes me a bit twitchy. I hope you all had an excellent December 25th. One of the greatest gifts in my life is all of you.
(Fun crazy, not dead parrot crazy.)
My fun crazy was last night. Today was nearly dead parrot crazy.
Now it's Portland raining. I want Time Lords but I need to stay up a long, long time to watch. Unless I can't sleep, in which case, Who soon!
Tonight I was the classy Bitch drinking a nice pinot out of a red Solo cup. In fairness, I was in the bath and I know better than bringing real wine glasses in with me. Well, I know now. Previous trials are why Lee made me buy an acrylic wine glass. But I didn't think to travel with it, so Solo.
I will accept not watching Who if I just fall asleep. Just putting that out there.
I'm attempting to pack for a trip while people freak the fuck out about taking a train in a blizzard.
Dopes. You WANT to be on a train in a blizzard. Srsly. That is the optimum mode of transport.
Totally train. Totally. It's precisely the way I want to go in weather.
Huh no BBC. I guess no Who. Time to court sleepies.
