So we can pretty much do anything and everything
wet one, you’re not the only one who gets scrapper’s block. 
When that happens to me, I usually switch to cardmaking for a while.
Jim I hear roller derby wimmen don’t take kindly to those who are all willy-nilly with their tp stock.
Back from a late N.O.L./early dindin at the good Eyetalian place. Yeah we went at two-thirty. Neither of us had eaten N.O.L. so we et. Pretty much had the place to ourselves which was kinda nice. Anywho, I figure that biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig ol’ helpin’ of nummy homemade lasagna will hold me the rest of the day.
Thus it has been here at da cave. Laziness has ensued all the livelong day.
Here’s the daily update of MOOOOOOM’S life as a [del]pirate[/del] tourist on the high seas.
:rolleyes: Sometimes I like to roll my eyes at myself.
TL;DR
Home from fun weekend. Stories tomorrow after coffee.
Agreed. These are not real friends. Real friends actually give a damn about YOU, not just about their own wants.
Slept, goofed off with Facebook games, did some studying, should probably do some more re-reading for a quiz tomorrow. We’re debating when to do a grocery run, weighing need to get to bed at a reasonable time vs. letting the outside temp get down to sane.
I got the sleepies around 9 pm, now I’m wide awake.
Nothing going on at 1:20 am.
Thought y’all would want to know.
Well, I wouldn’t wear a Slugs jersey…
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 74 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 95 for the day and maybe rain. We shall see.
I looked up the Falkirk Wheel. I want to ride the Falkirk Wheel. It’s so 
!
Rosie glad you had a good time. We anxiously await tales from nerd camp. 
Today is back to irk day. I wonder if they got the whole place painted. I will be an unhappy bear if’n I show up and see my little space did not get painted bein’ as we took stuff off the walls and unplugged and covered up 'puters and such. I do not want to hook up 'puters just to have to unhook 'em yet again this Firday.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence. Oh well, at least it’s a four day week.
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
Why not? It’s a cute logo.
Afternoon all!
Just spent some of the morning taking junk to the tip for someone who advertised on the local Craigslist equivalent (she needed to get it all out by the end of the day to get the deposit back) . Actually paid pretty well!
So… anyone got any odd jobs?
I wonder if there’s some fishies who spend all day playing in the Falkirk wheel? Really lazy salmon?
These patch tests are driving me nuts- itchy itchy itchy, can’t take 'em off… That might mean I’m getting a positive result to something, or might just mean my skin doesn’t like having stuff stuck to it for several days. Dunno, will hopefully find out tomorrow.
Anyway, 'tis mother’s birthday today, so I shall go call her up. I didn’t sent her a card 'cos I was going to stick some seeds in with it, and forgot the seeds when I went to town. I don’t think she really cares, so long as I actually remember.
Happy toosdy!
Blurf. I’ve been awake since 0200 violently scratching my itchy bod. I will be so glad when I see the liver doc tomorrow and I get a procedure scheduled. The sooner, the better…
Happy Toosday!
It’s a muggy 76 degrees, supposed to get up to 90 and have thunderboomers today.
Today is laundry day and pizza day.
I am looking forward to the pizza.
For the first time in my life I can say I had horrible hospital food.
I was in the maternity ward, I expected better.
{{{Nuts}}} and {{{BBBobbio}}}
It sucks to itch.
Swampy I hope you go in to a freshly painted clean orafice
Mawnin all,
I can haz blurf
Jim
Up, and caffeinated. The “Spend a sack of cash” light came on in the truck last night, so I will have to get that checked today.
This monstrosity is what I meant.
: sends scratchy thoughts to Nut and BBBobbio :
Before tales of the weekend, I must tell y’all last night’s dream before it fades completely
My high school was being overrun with pod people. I was Sarah Jane Smith and had to figure out how to save everyone without the Doctor’s help. I managed to get outside without being detected, where I found Rupert Giles and the head of the Watcher’s Council who told me I had the power (apparently now I was Buffy). I said I needed help accessing it, so Giles imbued me with the magical forces my father had given him to hold for me (so now I’m Luke Skywalker?).
I ran to where the spaceship was hiding in the clouds over the US Merchant Marine Academy (which was, IRL, a mile from where I grew up) and found some members of the resistance movement. Apparently, the frequencies/vibrations (whatev) of Mozart’s Requiem was painful to the aliens, so a kid with a giant 90s boom box played it at full volume, which cleared the clouds, but suddenly we were on the ship. The kid revealed himself to be a pod person, so I shoved him off the edge, and he shattered upon impact like something ceramic. I then turned to the advancing alien guards and held my hands out to shoot my powerful magic at them. It took out enough guards that the rest of the resistance could easily overtake the rest.
Now I’m back on the ground, as Sarah Jane, talking to Four, who said “You did WHAT all by yourself? That’s utterly fantastic!” Then I woke up.
Ummmmm… I’ll have some of what Rosie is havin’ or had last night.
doggio just what the heck is that supposed to be?
The orifice is all freshly painted. YAY! ‘Puters are all put back together (well, duh!), and stuff is slowly but surely gettin’ back up on the walls. No major whineage has occured so far. However, fresh paint makes my sinuses all achy. Then again, I expected that. I’m told we shall get new carpet sometime in the next few weeks. We’s gettin’ all kinds of spiffed up!
rosie, were there Jelly Babies at the end?
swampy, that is the fabled “Buffaslug”, a buffalo/slug hybrid.
no jelly babies 