Askye, that sounds like a very successful day. I'm glad for you.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
Cardigan weather FTW!
Dog update: no one called to claim the dog, so Abi brought her to the Humane Society on the way to work today.
I'm trying to find something to do in Hawaii in the rain. Looks like it's going to be raining all day. I think I might try to be responsible and get some work done, or some job applications, or something. It looks like nice weather for tomorrow, so I'll go to the beach then.
If it's warm rain, I'd go out with an umbrella and find a sheltered spot to watch the world.
I don't have an umbrella. I do have a hooded sweatshirt, but I think I can watch the world just as well from inside, through the windows. If it lets up a little bit, I'll go for a walk later on.
Not the most flattering picture but I always feel like my teeth look HUGE in pictures. So this my new hair cut.
In further news of my father, he has reacted to his retirement by taking a three-year appointment as a judge in Papua New Guinea. I have absolutely no frame of reference to begin evaluating this decision.
Oh, and apparently he still can't understand why his children are still furious with him, because "it wasn't personal". Which, y'know, he doesn't get to decide what we regard as personal.
Are you furious because you didn't know about it or because he's going to another country for 3 years?
Oh, neither. This is from the dramas surrounding his retirement and our shared birthday two years ago.
Concerning his PNG adventures, I wouldn't know where to begin forming an opinion.
That sounds like an interesting venture, for sure. But I'm sorry he's so weird and clueless about whatever he did that pissed everyone off (I've utterly forgotten, I'm afraid).
Took a walk to the bank, got some lunch (the diet has made it hard to make myself talk a walk by saying 'I'll walk to get food/coffee/snack!"), and now really don't want to go back upstairs and finish the work I need to do. Sigh.