Men's singles are finished, right? It looked like doubles were on, so I stopped taping.
Two steaming cups of chocolate goodness. Courtesy of whomever I swiped it from out of the cupboard.
Ben ,'The Killer In Me'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
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.
Dana - Jul 03, 2011 7:37:38 am PDT #15175 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Consuela - Jul 03, 2011 7:42:12 am PDT #15176 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
now I'm stuck waiting on the churchy betas before I send it out to, er, a shitload of national publications.
Oooh. JZ, tell me you'll send it to NCR, right? I bet they'd run it. NCR is my source for church news (although I don't subscribe to the paper version anymore, just the blog).
I got up at 7:30 and took the dog running in the woods, and it was hot and sticky and it's a Spare the Air day, so we did the short loop. And I cooked some rice because TNG is having the trots for some reason.
Now I'm in a sundress and considering doing laundry and cleaning the kitchen. After I finish my tea. And maybe a movie this afternoon, if it gets really gross here.
Amy - Jul 03, 2011 7:43:37 am PDT #15177 of 30001
Because books.
Men's singles are done, Dana.
Dana - Jul 03, 2011 7:48:32 am PDT #15178 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Thanks, Amy.
Jesse - Jul 03, 2011 7:57:20 am PDT #15179 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Awww, and Matilda's now lobbying to go back to "the big church" again; when I told her it made me too sad, she said, "I'll be there with you, silly! And if you get scared, I'll hold your hand."
Aww!
I am feeling ridiculously proud of myself for having looked at my grocery store receipt and making them give me $5 the flyer promised, but the computer didn't process. I kind of felt like a crazy person standing there, but hey -- $5!
hippocampus - Jul 03, 2011 8:29:58 am PDT #15180 of 30001
not your mom's socks.
we did all the shopping, and I lived through yesterday's bike-decorating + pool neighborhood drama, so I can just faff around on the interwebs, right?
Kat, you are welcome to come to our house and cook, if single-coast cooking isn't productive enough for you. HKF can keep you company. She'll be up.
Calli - Jul 03, 2011 8:51:09 am PDT #15181 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Matilda's a sweetie.
Y'all have been busy this morning. I had a craptastic run around 6:30, sweated sullenly on the sofa for a couple of hours, gave the cat his monthly meds, and got one load of laundry done. Mostly I've been slounging around reading books. This weekend I finished a mystery novel, read a Georgette Heyer, and now I'm partway through Heartless. I'm hoping there'll be time to read a couple more from Mount Toberead tomorrow, too.
Atropa - Jul 03, 2011 8:53:24 am PDT #15182 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I just don't get morning people. I admire them, but I don't get them. At 9:50 this morning, I was in bed, sleepily plotting how to kill my neighbor for daring to start mowing their lawn at that time.
Jesse - Jul 03, 2011 8:59:50 am PDT #15183 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm a total medium person -- I would like to sleep midnight-8, pretty much. But also a total lazy-ass! So I might wake up, but I don't want to do much....
Strix - Jul 03, 2011 9:03:58 am PDT #15184 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I woke up at 7 am, and my husband's reaction (he was already up and playing the new (to us) Harry Potter game) was "What's wrong?!"
I just slept a lot, getting over the EW GROSS stomach ick that plagued me since I Drank The Water (dead raccoon, county-wide boil order I didn't see because I'm not glued to TV, bleargh), and then the cats woke me, wanting food NOW, ZOMFG.
JZ, backflung, although I imagine you're still at church. Well-done, passionate and compelling, as per usual. And a hearty WTFF? for your former parish's struggles from this heathen.
Will I go to hell for calling priests a...naughty perjorative? Oh, well...