I did Three! Giant! Loads! of laundry, updated my budget (conclusion: still fucking broke), paid a few bills, came home, repaired a boot, scooped the pans and took out the trash, and now I am chowing down on some oatmeal and making more hot toddy so I can go watch the parade with Nora! Yay.
Angel: You know, I killed my actual dad. It was one of the first things I did when I became a vampire. Wesley: I hardly see how that's the same situation. Angel: Yeah. I didn't really think that one through.
'Lineage'
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.
smonster - Feb 12, 2012 10:07:38 am PST #7141 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Sean K - Feb 12, 2012 10:20:48 am PST #7142 of 30001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Clearly their current crisis involves a skill check, and Picard just played an Investigative Committee.
Snerk.
smonster - Feb 12, 2012 10:22:44 am PST #7143 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Or not with Nora. But with other neighborhood peeps. Get better, Nora!
Nora Deirdre - Feb 12, 2012 10:48:10 am PST #7144 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I'm sooooo sorry, smonster, I really do want to go to the parade, but I feel like ass on toast. And I have to go to work tomorrow and Tuesday, ugh. (job interviews scheduled)
Strix - Feb 12, 2012 11:11:20 am PST #7145 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I got up at 7 on a Sunday, Straighted a little, did some stuff, then took a nap.
I have laundry in, and I need to strip and wash the sheets and such, go to the store, clean out the cat box and work on some projects for clients: a nice mix of copyediting an erotic romance short, a resume and an interview.
Then The Walking Dead is back on tonight -- woo!
smonster - Feb 12, 2012 12:26:22 pm PST #7146 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
No worries, Nora. Rest up for Wednesday.
I'm back from King Arthur. Fun. I think I need a crazy wig and glasses - my pink feather boa just isn't cutting it for getting the good throws. But really, I get plenty. Just saw on NOLA Info that they arrested a teen with a gun who was standing RIGHT where we were last night. Yikes.
Okay, now to walk the dog, maybe call my parents, maybe fold some clothes... I'm hoping to see StW tonight but it depends on how bad he's feeling and whether he gets his work done.
Cass - Feb 12, 2012 12:31:47 pm PST #7147 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Congratulations, sj!
Happy Birthday to both Pix and MFMlaw.
smonster - Feb 12, 2012 12:36:16 pm PST #7148 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Urrgh. My parents just sent my sister and me an email expressing concern about our smoking and offering to pay for smoking cessation supplies. I'm not mad at them, it was tactfully done, but I was supposed to call home today and now... I don't wanna.
lisah - Feb 12, 2012 1:45:12 pm PST #7149 of 30001
Punishingly Intricate
That's great they accepted your offer, sj! If you can go with the home inspector on the inspection, do it! It's a great way to learn about how the house works.
Laura - Feb 12, 2012 1:58:03 pm PST #7150 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Awww, nice to have the parental love going on, smonster. One of my non-negotiable rules with my son is that he can not stay in my house if he is smoking, anywhere, anytime, and people will rat him out. It is just that important to me. I spent his toddler years holding a nebulizer to his face and both his grandfathers, and 2 of his great grandparents died from lung disease. It is really important to me to get him to stop before it is more difficult. At this point all I can do to impress him with my determination is to cut off the roof over his head and pizza in his belly. I'm pretty sure it is working. He is a hugger and I haven't smelled it on him.
Yes, I can be a real mama-bear.