::plays Christmas/Sarajevo by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra really loudly for Zenkitty::
'Bushwhacked'
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.
I would, but there's a 35 lb snugglepup sprawled on my chest.
My cat is twitching on her back in a sunbeam-induced coma, so I can't wake her.
Besides, I am a crap tapdancer.
I'm depressed. Somebody tapdance or something.
Sorry. Too depressed. Also, I'm not wearing shoes.
Oh no, it's a gloomy sunday. I guess pie won't be enough.
Would it be a good day to go see a Harry Potter movie?
I just dropped the cereal keeper that I had the spendy dry cat food in, that I use for the cats' treat balls. Half the container, all over the kitchen floor. We just swept and mopped yesterday, so I don't think I'm being too horrible a cat mom by sweeping most of it up and putting it back in. Letting them clean up the rest.
I still feel pretty stoopit, though.
I could tapdance, but I'm not sure it would help.
Yeah, I think you could sweep it up without any problem.
I'm trying to be a good girl and use speech recognition software for the first time in a long time. I usually don't, because it's so hard to correct that you end up typing anyway. I have to get my hands a little bit of time off.
It's a sunny, windy day here. I should be swimming regularly for exercise, but the pool isn't heated. And I'm sure it would be freezing right now. So I'll just take another walk today.
People have asked me whether I wanted that, Spidra. So far, I get too many pop-ins...Mom asking about the grocery list, the dog, my brother the over-the-shoulder reader... I don't know if I could ever adapt. Even though I'm not like Keith Olbermann, who can two-finger-type 90 wpm(You know you're a geek when that adds to the crushing, right?)