But they've made up their minds, and all I can do is stick to my plan to keep an eye on my lungs...and probably stay indoors for most of this vacation.
I wish you good TV, excellent books, and adequate filters in the ventilation system!
'Bushwhacked'
[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.
But they've made up their minds, and all I can do is stick to my plan to keep an eye on my lungs...and probably stay indoors for most of this vacation.
I wish you good TV, excellent books, and adequate filters in the ventilation system!
I know Buffistas have changed my life, and I'm pretty sure I never would have road tripped to Atlanta or flown out to Seattle without you guys as impetus.
Also, I never would have met Nilly, and my life would have been the poorer for it.
Oh, DAMN, Andi, that ain't right!
Your eyes need to stop being delicate flowers!
Your eyes need to stop being delicate flowers!
INORITE? What the hell, eyes? I have fic to write! Stop getting in the way.
Maybe you're channeling Oedipus?!
(SCARY!)
I have a cold, and my throat is sore and my ears are itchy. I'm uncertain what's causing the itchy ears, but it's really annoying.
HALLO KITTEHS!!! ::smish::
WS, I hope your eyes get better soon, and stay better.
Steph, man, I wish you could have just had a nice, happy, smoke-free vacation at the beach. I'll be hoping for a big gust to come blow all that smoke out to sea.
I have been not at all productive today. Which needs to change. I have more resume tweaking to do, and recommendations to write on LinkedIn, and need to go to Whole Foods, and flea will be here in just a few hours! Yahoo!
Hmm. Snacky, then Whole Foods, methinks.
So the younger of the two girls I am watching for the summer was getting frustrated at not being able to fold her paper right to make her snowflake. I said I would totally help her fold it (she's only 5) but she had to ask me without whining. She says, "I *can't* stop whining when I am in a whining mood." To which I responded, "Then go away. I have no interest in helping you if you won't stop whining."
Now, she's sprawled across her car seat, very Greta Garbo-esque, staring out the front door, sobbing softly to herself and muttering, "I want mommy. I miss my daddy. No snowflakes for anyone."
Nicely done, I must say. A lot nicer (read: more amusing) than the usual screaming and stomping tantrum fare that I get from Emeline. Still not gonna engage you, kiddo, so long as you are whining.
I had a nice compliment from an elderly woman at the library yesterday. The 3 girls and I were in line to check books out and I had to tell them to stop doing something and just stand in the line, which they all did immediately. The lady looked at me and said, "Finally. A young woman who has control of her children. Nice to see it for a change." Heh.
Cute Kittehs!!
The lady looked at me and said, "Finally. A young woman who has control of her children. Nice to see it for a change."
Inevitably this same woman will be standing behind you at the grocery store when Emeline has a meltdown.