Giles ,'Chosen'
[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.
And thanks some more for the good wishes, all. So far it's been a very low-key ordinary day-- (no extravagant gifts for us since a) we're replacing our deck and b) we're saving for next year which will be HAWAII.)
In different news, I find myself somewhat bemused by the fact that I'm researching hairpieces and extensions so I can do my hair properly for next week's ballroom competition. (And Jilli, my smooth gown is cupcake pink.)
Okay. I tried to make one phone call, it was too late in the day. Made another one, got an unsatisfactory result. Two more to go. Blecch.
Happy anniversary, Barb!
I just wish someone would tell them that it's "Prix fixe" not "Prefix"
I saw a post elsewhere from someone who was knitting a blanket with "Doctor Who motives."
"Doctor Who motives."
Curiosity, wanderlust, righteousness, and pain?
Man, damn. Trying to reset my password on my online cable account, and it's driving me bonkers. If I pay over the phone there's a $10 charge. Arrgh.
And the announcement for who will be layed off has been delayed another week. That's the second delay. It's like playing Russian Roulette, and not knowing if it's your turn, or how many dry fires there have been.
t Anxiety
Uggh, hate that, Omnis. It's hard as heck - we lost one more today. And as bad as you feel for the guy who lost his job, you still can't help that feeling of relief that you're employed for another day. And minor survivor's guilt. Anyway, good luck to you.
My lungs feel like crap. I'm telling myself it's asthma--which I have--and not heart. Dammit, I had the stress test a week ago, I would think that if there was something horrible in the results someone would have picked up a phone and let me know.
Man, damn. Trying to reset my password on my online cable account, and it's driving me bonkers. If I pay over the phone there's a $10 charge. Arrgh.
Oh yeah! I remember this being a thing my first month of cable too. You can call the customer service and they'll work it out with you.
I'll call them back tomorrow, Nora, thanks.
strawberry crostada and chocolate: well, fuck. My PMS has hit Defcon1 status. I've felt this brewing all day, and was trying to avoid it. I'm consuming the above substances and I think I'll try to go to bed early.