I feel like a first-century Roman who just had someone pull her aside and say quietly, "You know, I think I can trust you. How well do you know the catacombs?"
Hee. Dude, go!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I feel like a first-century Roman who just had someone pull her aside and say quietly, "You know, I think I can trust you. How well do you know the catacombs?"
Hee. Dude, go!
I feel like a first-century Roman who just had someone pull her aside and say quietly, "You know, I think I can trust you. How well do you know the catacombs?"
That's awesome!!
So I went and sang at the "Pride Idol". Sadly, I did not do my best work, but also the results were bizarre. There was a boy who did Lady Gaga (for country night?) and was OK, and he got third place. Then a lady who was AMAZING and totally deserved to win, got second place, and then some random boy who was kinda eh won. WTF, judges? I haven't decided if I will go back to try to win some other week--there's two more weeks, and then the winners sing against each other. And I don't think I can win overall so...(though the prize is $1000 and two plane tickets!)
ng so I can watch and then finally go back to lurking boxed set. Because I want to watch this and I miss the smart tv talk and COME ON DH, kill the dragon or something quickly.
Lots of dragons. Lots of other things, too. Might be a while.
Oh gods so many dragons. And now M went back to re-play and try to prevent some of the things that happened. I need to find him a PC game he'll play so he's not hogging the damn tv.
Bookstores that make my literary panties wet: [link]
Gay Marriage in the 1930s. (not really)
Ugh, I cannot get moving this morning. I still haven't started working! I am depressed by the forecast (high of 60 and rainy every day for the foreseeable future), even though I'm leaving town on Thursday. I am tired, after going to a really nice vocal recital last night and then staying up too late.
In short: waaaah.
he had like 25 minutes left in the dryer and then another 50 minutes or whatever for the load I took out of the washer
You are not responsible for the gap between washer and dryer. Seriously. I'd give him a little more time to move from one to the other, but you don't dibs a dryer by using a washer. That's not fair.
I cannot decide what is breakfast this morning. Time to go stare at the display in the cafe.
I feel like a first-century Roman who just had someone pull her aside and say quietly, "You know, I think I can trust you. How well do you know the catacombs?"
Can I just say how much I love this metaphor, and that I have friends that use and understand them?
I'd give him a little more time to move from one to the other, but you don't dibs a dryer by using a washer.
Oh, I think you do, when there's only one of each machine. Eh, it was fine, although I still have another load to do tonight, but luckily, it's the stuff I don't dry.
The curry I had for lunch was disappointingly bland.