Yikes! Glad you are safe and sound. Hope the pain goes away quickly.
It sounds like there was a big accident up in MA, near Worcester?? Is that SJ land? Just making sure all our Buffistas are safe and sound.
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Yikes! Glad you are safe and sound. Hope the pain goes away quickly.
It sounds like there was a big accident up in MA, near Worcester?? Is that SJ land? Just making sure all our Buffistas are safe and sound.
My gramma would say your first dream was Franny's soul coming home and getting ready to be born.
I'm good with that. My interpretation at the time was that the dream had to do with saying goodbye to my own childhood and preparing to become a mother.
Yeah, Em's grandparents? Kinda lame. Yes, Msbelle is wise--just saving keystrokes on "My Cat From Hell"(and debating buying some holistic calming oil that Jackson swears by)
just turned t-day left overs into bread pudding.
My dreams were vivid and interesting. Sadly I kept waking up in the middle of the story.
I'm sorry Em's grandparents are so weak.
sending the ma~~~ for an easy week
Man. I hope I get some hero points for this...
I took in a 9 month old Springer puppy that was driving the boarder he's been with for a week up a tree. She is keeping 2 other dogs and two cats and just could not cope with this one. He, apparently, has not slept for 2 days.
I'll have him until 1 tomorrow and, it would seem, will not be getting any sleep myself.
Argh.
He's miserable and has been taught zero self-control.
Now I'm miserable too!!
Reinforces the nomination for Saint Bonny.
Seconded. Baby spaniels are supercrazyenergyballs even when they have manners and a job to do!
Thirded.
How is Cagney handling this bundle of puppy?
Heeeeeello. Belated happys (holidays and birthdays), belated ~mas to those who need them. I'm here only to vent in the only place where I can vent about it and then go back to the glamorous task of laundry.
So what's going on is that after 18 months of mononucleosis in a country where most shows won't start before 22:30pm, and then getting better, and finally thinking I'll catch up on some on the fun I've missed, I discovered a thing called sternocleidomastoid in my body and that maybe I did something to it and now it hates me, and that a single headbang will probably give me a temporary yet unforgettable World of Pain. Most tiny, stupidest reason to miss a show, but I'm not taking risks.
So I'm missing Black Angels tonight, with a warm up gig of an artist I like and moved to Berlin two years ago. No big deal, but c'mon, universe. Stop taking my potential fun away.
{{{ Shir }}}
Get well soon. Hate those pesky pain in the necks.