Since I got nothing but shallow listening to some of the songs, no. But some of them sounded really good, and definitely will help me if I'll get a show.
'Objects In Space'
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'm not sure if that first sentence is lost in translation, or just 2am confusing. But I take the second sentence as positive. And with that, off to bed.
May everyone wake up feeling a little better, the sun feeling warm on the face, and a happy song in y'alls hearts. (Yes, I am augmenting my ~ma with some PMA! A little Positive Mental Attitude will cure what ails ya, and put a little sun in your heart! And best of all, it's FREE!)
Happy New Year to them as celebrates it now! May the blessings and joy of it far surpass the sorrows!
And, here are the instructions to the math department in my university. Thought you'd like to read: [link]
Brilliant! I'm glad they put up those shields, very necessary to prevent accidents.
Good luck with your radio show, Shir. I'm sure you will do very well.
IOmememeN, I just canceled a doctor's appointment that I made to have my ankle checked. The last few days it was hurting and swollen, so yesterday I called to make an appointment. As soon as I had done that, it sort of started feeling better. And today, while it still hurts, I am definitely no longer hobbling around like Dr. House without his cane.
Awake, heading home soon.
Omnis, I meant that I didn't listen to it enough times (800 songs, after all. I'm not sure I managed to give a serious listening to 50 of them) to bring anything back into the playlist I made. But I'm sure I will in the future, especially if I'll get a show.
I now have feeding tube #1 in my nose today. Not a really comfy thing. It gets upgraded to another type of feed tube later today.
For what it's worth, ND, here's hoping Feeding Tube #2 is comfier. Or at least less discomfy.
oof, Drew. And Ack!
Home. nap time after a quick breakfast.
I'm sorry Drew, that sucks. Not literally, obviously, but still.