Boomers are already turning 65, both my parents are from the front wave of the baby boom and are currently 66 and 67.
Ben ,'The Killer In 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.
Aaaaaaah, I feel like i'm ovulating and it's really really painfully unpleasant! Or possibly I ate too much lentil stew. One of the two.
So, tomorrow's night free. Who wants to hang out with me in Jerusalem?:: waves hand in earnest!! ::
(stupid work keeping me from flying off to Jerusalem to hang with Shir)
mental note... must renew passport.
So, tomorrow's night free. Who wants to hang out with me in Jerusalem?
Was already seriously thinking about skipping the country, so - why not? (Or we could do things the cheaper, easier way, and Skype.)
I am now playing with the thought of going out to a cafe with a laptop, and Skyping with the two of you.
Not sure how other people in my immediate environment will take it, though.
well, when you wrote that, I was still in bed... so... it would have been a completely different type of skype.
it would have been a completely different type of skype.
Finished the Skype with Seska about 40 minutes ago.
She was in bed, too.
A friend of mine from HS is pretty involved in the poetry scene locally (Indy) and beyond. He's been having a few conversations about sexism, boundaries, that kind of thing, and I offered to give him some links to similar conversations and issue in the fannish subculture. Any suggestions for required reading? I've got the ReaderCon incident already.
In further news on Operation Buying Scrappy a Fancy Dress, I went to Nordstrom Rack and Marshalls yesterday and actually found some possibilities. I was NOT expecting this, as I am not at the size I feel most comfortable and I never wear dresses, so I went home feeling quite relieved. The event is on October 28, so I have a bit more shopping time before I have to buy something. Next stop, Macy's.
My car stopped running today. On a road through a prison, one of those roads with "Emergency Stopping Only" and "Do Not Pick Up Hitchhikers" signs, just stopped. I didn't have my cell phone with me. I had just passed a construction site, so I walked back there, and borrowed a phone from one of the construction guys and called AAA. The tow truck came and towed my car to the dealership. (By the way, when AAA says they have free towing, they mean they have free towing for 4 miles, and charge $4 a mile after that.) After leaving the car at the dealership service center for four hours, they let me know what the problem was: my fuel gauge was stuck. It was telling me that I had a bit under a quarter of a tank of gas, when I actually had no gas at all.