The drill threw itself off the ladder and scraped my leg.
::moves Ginger's token into the lead in the big Three Way Self Injury Race between Ginger, Hil and Erin::
Riley: Oh, yeah. Sorry 'bout last time. Heard I missed out on some fun. Xander: Oh yeah, fun was had. Also frolic, merriment and near-death hijinks.
'Never Leave Me'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
DavidS - Oct 23, 2011 2:14:23 pm PDT #1578 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Nora Deirdre - Oct 23, 2011 2:27:19 pm PDT #1579 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
We have been doing some planning around the idea that we won't be moving/buying a house in the next 2-3 years. So we want to do some home improvement stuff here- painting a couple of rooms, buy/install curtains, buy a few area rugs, get more art and cool stuff to hang on the walls, that kind of thing.
Done today: thinking about doing stuff (which is an important step in the plan) and rearranging our kitchen furniture to create a more defined kitchen space and to access our stuff better. A crapload of furniture will be coming from my Grandmother's estate before the end of the year.
Nesting! Hooray! This place is new construction (and looks it) so while it's energy efficient and modern, it doesn't have much inherent cozy charm. I would like some of that!
smonster - Oct 23, 2011 2:33:27 pm PDT #1580 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Tools on ladders. Bad combo. I get on my crew all the time about that.
Ginger - Oct 23, 2011 2:38:31 pm PDT #1581 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Tools on ladders. Bad combo.
I will offer the excuse that drives safety people mad:
"But I wasn't at work. I was at home."
smonster - Oct 23, 2011 3:16:02 pm PDT #1582 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Ahaha. Yeah, I do that.
I just realized that this time at the laundromat with my friend is the only f2f social time I've had this weekend, outside of brief chats with neighbors. Not good for the extrovert. Must get out more, somehow. A dog spa down the street has started a "doggies and donuts" saturday morning playtime, maybe I'll check that out.
Hil R. - Oct 23, 2011 3:19:09 pm PDT #1583 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
"But I wasn't at work. I was at home."
My parents' neighbor is a mechanic. Once, he was working on his own car in his driveway, and he hadn't propped it up properly, and the car fell on him while he was working on it. It took his wife a long while to convince him to go to the ER -- he was too embarrassed to admit how he'd gotten hurt.
Atropa - Oct 23, 2011 3:45:31 pm PDT #1584 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Shallow makeup news: it looks like Aromaleigh is relaunching! [link]
Steph L. - Oct 23, 2011 4:01:37 pm PDT #1585 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
it looks like Aromaleigh is relaunching!
That's *excellent*!
SailAweigh - Oct 23, 2011 4:07:57 pm PDT #1586 of 30001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
I'd like in on the Deena gift, also.
I haven't been posting much lately, but I wanted to at least send air kisses and bracket hugs to those that need or want them right now. It sounds like a lot of people are dealing with ongoing low-level stress that sometimes can take it out of you more than a one-time, wham, bam occurrence does because you have no time to recuperate between events.
smonster - Oct 23, 2011 4:35:13 pm PDT #1587 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Yay for nesting, Nora.
I swear, my pets compete In the weirdest ways. Xusa is barfing all over the living room. Barf, walk two steps, barf, walk two steps, barf...
eta now I'm a bit worried. That's three rounds of barfing in an hour. She'll binge and purge, but this is a little out of the usual. Hmmph. No getting sick, cat. At least not until my next paycheck.