frozen pizza in chez msbelle.
I cleaned up one pile of paper. mac took the dog out and fed her, now she is whining.
next up. making more filing labels and getting more paper piles cleared up.
Angel: Will you just shut up for once?! Illyria: What? Angel: My God, the speechifying. Has it ever occurred to you that now might not be the best time for when-we-were-muck stories?
'Time Bomb'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
msbelle - Feb 11, 2012 2:12:56 pm PST #21511 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
msbelle - Feb 11, 2012 2:14:15 pm PST #21512 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Dude is adorbs.
I think dog sitting has confirmed that we are not ready for a dog until said dog can come into the house.
aurelia - Feb 11, 2012 2:22:38 pm PST #21513 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Hey, Dude!
Matt the Bruins fan - Feb 11, 2012 2:24:44 pm PST #21514 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Another thing I blame the Superbowl for is not being able to get the tune of "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" out of my head all week. I somehow missed The Darkness being that catchy back when they were in rotation on the radio. (Though it was amusing to see that Justin Hawkins apparently did so much coke he now believes it's the 70s.)
Liese S. - Feb 11, 2012 2:31:54 pm PST #21515 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Yay clean sinks!
Okay, my productivity has finally petered out. I am off on my numbers by $1.98. Which probably means I put a $2.00 where it was supposed to be a $.02 somewhere, but I am too zonkered to figure it out.
The SO split and stacked another rick of wood, though, so it's been a productive day altogether.
Anyway, yes, tomorrow is taxes and housecleaning.
So now what?
sarameg - Feb 11, 2012 2:33:38 pm PST #21516 of 30001
Aaaand the little heater's fan won't come on. So it is going back to Target. Damnit.
aurelia - Feb 11, 2012 2:49:18 pm PST #21517 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
So now what?
Want to write a bio for me?
Lee - Feb 11, 2012 2:53:52 pm PST #21518 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Want to write a bio for me?
Or help me unpack? I have to get Dude's room ready for him.
And think of a better name
Lee - Feb 11, 2012 2:59:10 pm PST #21519 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
all the fur on your clothes will match!
Maybe I can start wearing all grey!
Consuela - Feb 11, 2012 3:06:50 pm PST #21520 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I went wine-tasting and bought more wine. Right. And then petted the puppies at the adoption tables at the pet store. And then walked the dog.
I should do some writing. Or laundry.