How does the universe gets away with most of our wants and needs, I do not know, let me tell you that.
Dude, where's my teleporter?
Zoe ,'Serenity'
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How does the universe gets away with most of our wants and needs, I do not know, let me tell you that.
Dude, where's my teleporter?
Shir, you could load said Waterfalls episodes onto an iPad and take that to work. Just an idea.
:: runs and hides ::
iPad? Who's that iPad you speak of? Is she prettier than me?
Gently reminds that Apple tech doesn't like Israel very much. iPhones are a rare, rare thing to spot around.
I'm sure Apple would love to sell in Israel. I'm guessing it's the other way around. But can't say for certain. You could get the iPad with just wi-fi.
And no, IT is not prettier than you.
So, in a strange twist of, "really? @@". I was streaming INTO THE WOODS, as that is the next big show at work, and thought it easier than reading the thing. Fell asleep to it twice (as I woke again, I restarted about where I left off). Now it's 5am, and I am ready for bed... but no longer tired. And no, I didn't sleep that much, maybe 20ish minutes with each nod-off. Gotta love it, right?
Oh look! iPad is now allowed in Israel: [link]
Huh, didn't realize there was a European and American standards for wi-fi.
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Sounds like you earned your pain, and had a brilliant time doing so, meara.
As for me, I managed to get a decent night's sleep without taking either Benedryl or Mucinex. Plus the signs that might tend to indicate sinus infection? Cleared up. Still have a scratchy throat, but my voice almost sounds normal. I'm calling it a win.
I hate to hear about so many lovely people in pain. I hope everyone feels better today.
Mmrmph. I am up and have eaten brunch. Now to motivate and go finish up at old job.
Sorry for the pain my 'fistas are suffering today.
Seska, I've yet to set foot in an Ikea, although I fear the day isn't far off. I need some things and it seems to be the best place to go get it, but I've long suspected it's evil incarnate.
Despite being in a pretty good mood this morning, my stomach is in knots and having a field day with me. I suspect my subconscious is taking its stress out on me, which has always been The Way of Things when weirdness is going on in my life.
Just for a quickie update on the crazy-- my agreeing to make changes to my website is no longer enough. Now she's attempting to dictate how I may use my name in publishing. i.e., I can continue to use the name I use for publishing YA (with a handy definition of what YA is, just in case I don't know), but when it comes to publishing the adult stuff, I'll have to use either all three names or my real first name and surname, but I can't use the name I currently publish YA under.
Take a moment to let that sink in. She's trying to dictate my professional career path for me with respect to something that I could conceivably have no control over, because if a publisher wants to build my adult name based on my YA name, what am I supposed to do? Say, "Yeah, well there's this crazy chick who doesn't want me to use the name."
Riiiiiiiiiiight.
Barb, that sure is a special brand - or should I say, trademark - of crazy.
Barb, that sound verrry problematic to me. What does your lawyer say? I would think you'd want some kind of letter or official document that you could serve her with that basically says she has no legal rights over the professional use of YOUR name. Because she WILL continue to try and limit how you use your own name until she runs into a very large brick wall with it.