Accidents happen, sj, you're a good mother. I have scars from actually negligent parents, it ain't the same thing at all.
Willow ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
smonster I am having rage issues about your housemate. That is really unacceptable.
Me too.
Me three. That's so beyond ridiculous.
The part I left out is that I was only gone a couple of hours. And there have been times that I take him out, he doesn't pee, I bring him back in, ten minutes later he pees.
ETA but then today I was gone from 9-5:30 and he didn't have an accident.
Go Frankie! Good boy!
My students had a midterm tonight, which means that I was drinking a lot of caffeine in order to stay up to grade it, which means that now I can't sleep.
I have a spectacular bruise on the back of my arm where I slammed into the toy box when I fell yesterday, but I'm not in much more pain than I normally would be on a rainy day.
Glad it wasn't worse, sj. Bubble-wrap~ma!
I'm hurting a lot, which is pretty typical for the day after an exam. I really hate exam days. I'd (stupidly) been planning to go into the office today, but I'm going to be working from home, because I really need to rest my ankle.
On jury duty today. Still in the jurors' lounge, fingers crossed it stays that way. Sorry for how behind I'm going to be at work, but enjoying the break. I finally got to watch the Hamilton Documentary (Hamildoc?), good stuff, though quietly ugly weeping at Alexander and Eliza's reunion while in the lounge is somewhat less than ideal. Now, on to library books! (And you guys, of course).
No meara from the phone, hugs and -ma are hereby allocated according to need.