you never watched The Unit, Amy?
No. I probably haven't watched a military show since MASH.
'The Message'
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.
you never watched The Unit, Amy?
No. I probably haven't watched a military show since MASH.
I'm a winter baby. The endless sun means glare and heat and burning. I do greet the sun happily in spring, but then it Just.Keeps.Coming. The best times are spring and fall--and nighttime in the summer (if it weren't for the mosquitoes and whatever it is that lives in the grass around here)
ita !, Do you already have Scruffy Wesley?
You need Scruffy Wesley
Is it the Solstice? huh. All I knew was it was a loooong day, and not necessarily in the good way. But it ended with cheap sushi and good ice cream, so that's good.
Balls, I turned my phone off earlier and forgot to turn the ringer back on, so I missed a call from my awol brother. Turns out the house in Boulder doesn't get good cell coverage so he hasn't gotten most of our texts & voicemails. And then of course he forgot to give me the landline number, so I had to email him for that...
argh. Anyway, here's to tomorrow being a better day than today...
It's 80 at 6:25am here. This does not bode well, but at least I'll be in the too-cold AC of work for most of the day....
I wish I had taken off today as a beach day! But now it's too late to.
Glad he's all right, Consuela.
I'm forever turning off my phone and then forgetting about it. Kim gets irritated because her primary means of communicating with me is by text.
Connie, I'm a summer baby, but I agree with you - spring and fall are best. I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
foreign concept. I wilt. Especially with the added bonus of humidity.
I'm forever turning off my phone and then forgetting about it.
Totally me. Or it rings and I don't answer it. I'm rather phone phobic. I like it as an outbound device of getting stuff I need or want. But as a receiving device? Sort of indifferent.
I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
This is me until I get too hot. Then I'm whiny. Keep in mind, I wear wool sweaters in LA all year long, but especially in the mornings.