You only have to last me 24 more hours, you fucking useless AC adapter, and you can't even charge my damn laptop fully. You won't stay plugged in and this is making me very angry. If you do not cooperate soon, I will probably take the kitchen knife to you and hang working for the rest of the day on rewrites.

No love at all --

Cat

You left your cell phone at home. Call us or come get it.

Did the dishes. Had ingenious idea: wear latex gloves! So on they went, and voila. Protected nail job. Plus, clean dishes, so I only have to fuss with tonight's pot tomorrow ( Read more... )

Imagine this for a minute. One day, you're out in your yard, pruning the bushes or watching your dog chase a stick. The sun is shining. Your mother-in-law is having coffee with your wife, and they're picking out wallpaper for your new baby's nursery ( Read more... )

Waking the Dead, series 1, DVD, including Pilot!!!

And both WtD and Inspector Lynley will be in their fifth series this year!

*dances*

Ricky Martin was a blonde? Wow. Painful.

. . .

I am tickled to see that, while the cable company's synopsis says "Maury addresses sensitive and private topics," the actual tagline is "Can you tell... sexy summer babes or hot handsome hunks?"

No, I have not got any taste.

. . .

Argh! Fly to the forehead! *blinks* My eyes...

Got bored. Redid the Avatars page.

*stretch* Lunchtime, almost...

I should go into town at some point -- that'll be Tuesday-Thursday, as tomorrow is the second anniversary of Opa's death, and I plan to observe quietly here at home. I still miss him. He died the summer before my senior year; in fact, the funeral was on the first day of school. I was not at the funeral. It's just as well. My grandmother had a ( Read more... )

Not here. Across the way.

Fucking sanctimonious bastard won't pay his wife child support. I want to skin him alive.

I don't expect I am, but if I still am welcome, I am here.