Well eff. My muffins turned out Not Good. Dangit.
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.
My mom always says she ought to have a cooking show because people might get a kick out of her wrecking stuff, Aims.
It's still 90 degrees out. I thought it would get cooler but it only got dark.
When I met you you were like "Oh pooh, I burned the dang muffins." Now you go into a bar and sailors come running out.
Oh, I ordered this alarm clock today:
You know, Tommy, that you can get pre-made clocks that don't require lethal high voltage.
Pfft. What mad scientist would want *that*?
My alarm clock has wifi and Pandora (and flickr, and news, and...) and a touchscreen that requires gentle pressure. Needless to say, I wake up very crisply. This is really not slightly a problem for me. I wish it were.
Can't sleep. This stinks.
Eta: apologies for all the whining of late. And thanks so much for the support through this mess.
turned out to be too hot to make brownies. However i still have delicious nectarines so that was different, but still good. I don't know why i feel totally drunk tonight, no booze at all. Maybe tired and accumulated paint fumes? Been using the zero VOC stuff. Sheesh. All flushed and woozy with no booze, i'm the cheapest date EVER!
I want erin's nectarines!