Out Drinking a 21 year old is pretty impressive.
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
Not fucking with Cash.
I think I would be on the ground at your feet within 1 hour.
Nice work, Cash!
So I guess I'm not going to 4:30 yoga, either. Fucking work.
I got bangs!
Yay!
I would take a picture, but my face is fucking busted today.
I would take a picture, but my face is fucking busted today.
Take a picture tomorrow when you're all pretty. Or possibly before work on Monday. We must praise your bangs!
So, I turn 45 next weekend and have no plans. I want to do something. I'm tired of it being K-Bug, the bf, CJ, and me. I either want just my kids or a bunch of people. I am already in the middle of the pity party portion of pre-birthday-ness.
Ugh, Suzi. I hope you can come up with something good.
I'd been meaning to set up wireless here, which I hadn't done since I moved. So I went to do it, and....oh, right. It literally just took plugging in the router. So that's done!
Maybe I'll do my taxes next. Woooo, Saturday night!
Hearing you on the birthday rut, Suzi.(Mine isn't till fall, but I, too, get stuck with the same-old. Which generally includes my dad bitching about his health.) I have a big one coming up, and I say "Hell No!" to that again. But that doesn't mean I know what else to do.
I had actually forgotten how old I was. Somehow my automatic brain answer was 43 instead of 44. Now I'm about to jump to 45. This getting older crap is a pain.
K-Bug and the bf have taken CJ down to when the bf family is for the weekend. They are planning to go shooting tomorrow. Maybe I'll take myself out for a movie. Or just eat the cheesecake that is in the fridge.