I've no idea what I did (well, aside from it feeling hurt, and me deciding I could still do laundry and pick up heavy guitar cases. But, in my defense, I had to clean all the things).
I don't give half a hump if you're innocent or not. So where does that put you?
Book ,'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.
Daisy Jane - Sep 25, 2010 6:52:38 pm PDT #4117 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
sj - Sep 25, 2010 7:09:24 pm PDT #4118 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I went to a lovely wedding tonight for my cousin, it was beautiful, but right now I am even more happy to be eloping. Too much craziness.
meara - Sep 25, 2010 7:16:30 pm PDT #4119 of 30000
Sigh. I got up at noon, and had a headache, and took meds...and for once the muscle relaxants worked, and I slept away most of the afternoon. Eek! So now it's 9PM, I'm awake, and only my shoulder hurts (from sleeping on it??). But there's nothing on TV, and I don't especially feel like getting my act together and going out or anything. Hrmph. Waste of what was a gorgeous day...
DavidS - Sep 25, 2010 7:22:37 pm PDT #4120 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Rockies win. Fuck.
Oh, it's just a hard ride to the finish line this year.
Everything's set except there are three teams vying for two spots: Giants, Padres, Braves. And now the Rockies are trying to crash the party.
Eight games left.
billytea - Sep 25, 2010 7:27:42 pm PDT #4121 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Currently on the vacation from Hell. As we were on our descent into Canberra, Ryan threw up all over us. A good half hour's soak before we were able to change into something less decorative. (My introverted self does not cope well with drawing that kind of attention.)
Yesterday evening we had dinner at my sister's. That was fun. Their son (the one who had the aneurysm) is doing well. He's back to walking, his sleep pattern is back to normal and it looks like the seizures are under control. Also saw my dad and my oldest nephew and niece.
Just as well, because I've spent the entire night up and down with a gastric bug. All plans for today are out the window. Wallybee's not feeling well either, though it's less dramatic than my troubles. She's taken Ryan to the park (he's been cooped up inside with his killjoy parents) while I make the acquaintance of the anti-nausea drugs my dad brought over.
DavidS - Sep 25, 2010 7:32:33 pm PDT #4122 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
As we were on our descent into Canberra, Ryan threw up all over us.
Yikes, parenting hell.
I once had to carry Emmett back home from the Arboreteum (half hour walk) covered in his diarrhea. He had the bug, we went through all our backup diapers and finally it was just a forced march with screaming, messy baby.
Ugh.
Hope you guys feel well soon, bt.
Trudy Booth - Sep 25, 2010 7:36:11 pm PDT #4123 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Awwww, Poor teas!
(Of course, now I'm imagining you, Wallybee, and Ryan dressed up as Killjoys and speeding through the desert. [link]
WindSparrow - Sep 25, 2010 7:47:45 pm PDT #4124 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Feel better, Tea family.
Hope you can take it easy until your back heals, DJ.
Sean K - Sep 25, 2010 8:04:52 pm PDT #4125 of 30000
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
I once had to carry Emmett back home from the Arboreteum (half hour walk) covered in his diarrhea. He had the bug, we went through all our backup diapers and finally it was just a forced march with screaming, messy baby.
They never tell you that real intimacy with another person comes from knowing way more than you ever wanted to about their poop.
Pix - Sep 25, 2010 8:16:49 pm PDT #4126 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.
Oh, so sadly true.