YAY!
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.
Then he upgraded to stabbing people in Venice.
Aw, he really IS a teenager!
I made an ill-advised attempt to get something above my head at Home Depot, causing something else to fall on my head. My head hurts. Knowing it's my own damn fault is not particularly soothing.
At the antique store, I got a copy of "The Art of Serving and Cooking" from 1932. There are separate chapters about how to properly serve meals for hostesses who have servants and hostesses who don't.
I made an ill-advised attempt to get something above my head at Home Depot, causing something else to fall on my head.
::updates latest ranking of Self Injury Sprint and moves Ginger ahead of Hil and Erin::
Congratulations on what looks like a fantastic new school Matilda, JZ & Hec!
I am back, in surprisingly little pain (achy jaw, but seriously? this dentist is made of magic beans), and have to go back in two weeks. boo. but - this dentist? I will go back to. My first non-sadistic dentist. what a freaking difference.
Going back to sleep now.
ETA: Matilda is not Emeline. The beans made me do it.
That's one thing Gavin got right, and the locals backed him. It's something that provides a huge material benefit for all the parents in the city.
Actually, to be a fucking socialist for a moment, the PFA initiative benefits everyone in the city. Parents have more flexibility in their pocketbook and in their timebank, and future generations are getting more education, which is always a net good.
Signed,
Firmly Pro-Education Funding All The Way
Heh, I have been remarkably injury-free lately, but get a little sleep in me...
In the last 24 hours, I stepped on a tack cleaning my closet (it bled a LOT!), sliced my palm getting the recycled broken glass in the car, and got a small cut on my finger bringing in groceries.
Being responsible is dangerous, y'all!
In the last 24 hours, I stepped on a tack cleaning my closet (it bled a LOT!), sliced my palm getting the recycled broken glass in the car, and got a small cut on my finger bringing in groceries.
::moves Erin's symbolic horse - a saucy Palamino - up a notch on the racetrack::
Juliana--don't know if you saw my posts, but we just got back form a 1400 mile motorcycle trip through Northern California. So many great motorcycle roads around your neck of the woods and I thought of you when we were driving through Big Sur.