Glory ,'The Killer In Me'
[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 watched FSU football last night and it was fun.
The unfun thing about yesterday - I dropped my phone in the cats' water dish. It seems to working okay except the touch screen is a lot less responsive and it's hard to unlock it and answer the phone. I'm trying to find a cheap phone online to buy as a replacement. I didn't have insurance on the phone.
askye, put it in a ziplock with dry rice for a day or two before trying to use it again, if you can live without it.
I'll get some rice and try it, I did have to use it once already but I'll see if the rice can help.
Dream dialog last night whose weirdness may give you a few laughs. (But Jilli warning - involves a conversation with a giant talking you-know-what)
In the dream, I managed to save the life a colleague at work who happened to be a giant intelligent talking spider(GITS). But that was not the weird part.
GITS: Now that you have saved my life, do I gather from films that it is human custom that I must have sex with you?
Me: Uh - Definitely not.
GITS: But it would be impolite for me not to have sex with you?
Me: Uh - no etiquette requirement at all. In fact it would be much better for our friendship if you never, ever brought up the subject again.
GITS: I understand. Human males prefer to make the first move.
Me: Ummm...
GITS: (laughs): Just because you saved my life does not mean I can't still give you shit.
that sounds like a nightmare to me. :-)
At the time. But it is funny in retrospect.
I don't know where I'm going to watch the Saints in an hour. That's a bit of a lonely feeling.
Aw! I am not really watching the Saints game. Man, we are so antisocial these days.
Yeah, I can't decide if I'm feeling social or not. KLM suggested Pete's, I might wander over. Need to eat something first. I'm wearing my new Fleurty Girl "Whooo d@" owl shirt and everything!
I would like to lodge an official protest about the fact that my cold has returned with a vengeance, just when I thought I was over it. My ears are so stuffed up that I'm listening to the inside of my head.
Yesterday was busy, and I spend a lot of it outside the apartment or inside with friends. Both of which were lovely, but I'm kind of enjoying spending today doing lots of laundry.