'War Stories'
[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.
You look fab, Teppy. Great costume!
I went into my room to gather the laundry, and there was Frankie already curled up on my bed. So I napped. Unfortunately, the laundry fairies did not come and wash my clothes while I slept, darn them.
All right! Here I go. I think I can get away with one megaload.
A friend came to the battalion fasching party (pre-lent foofaraw. big deal in Germany) as a fallen angel. She was eight months pregnant at the time, face of a Raphael cherub, hair like pale spun silk. She blacked one eye with makeup and pulled her coathanger wire and tinsel halo crooked and wore a sheet "robe". Adorable.
Teppy, you look great!
Teppy you look great!
(Because I felt it needed to be in a separate post, and I'm invoking the FPC) Dear 2011, FUCK OFF. Babycat Vlad made some truly piteous yowls, threw up, ran downstairs, and did the same thing about 15 minutes later. This, of course, reminded Pete of Tzepesh, and he is freaked out that there is something seriously wrong with Vlad.
So let's see, this week has had a HUGE stressful thing on Monday night, incredibly hard, painful therapy on Wednesday, the stress-triggered eczema making me want to claw my skin off all week, Pete on a super-tight, stressful deadline, and then a puking kitten.
I am all out of cope. But that doesn't matter, because I still have to soldier on and get stuff done.
{{Jilli}} coping ~ma for you, and I hope Vlad is OK.
Vlad is snoozing on the couch, with Erzabet next to him. I'm pretty sure he's okay, but I don't know. And I don't have my usual optimistic certainty about things being okay anymore. That's been pretty much beaten out of me this year.
I'd like to participate in whatever plan we settle on for Deena.
Steph, that's a fabulous costume.
I hope Vlad is okay.
Frankie peed on the bed while napping. I guess it's a good thing I put off the laundromat? Heading there now... a neighbor friend is going to meet me there with her laundry.
Don't think I'm going to make it to the pumpkin carving party, it's in Metairie and starts in an hour. Foo.
Animals talking in all caps. [link]