Friday at last -

Really, the only thing to do is break out the peacock feathers and STRUT.

Alrighty, then.

magaliiiii, have you met camwyn? No? Do.

yuki_onna made the delicious post on sleeping with a writer, and I can attest to this. When both of you write (and that would be my case), it only gets more involved. *sniggers*

But with that in mind, I couldn't keep my mind from going over to the comic bigbigtruck she's currently working on and thinking, 'wow, what a nice guy Brett must be.'

Eh, Jim's got to be a lot like him. Maybe. *laughs*

Which reminds me...*checks watch*...I'm having lunch with my fella today. I insist on it.

Friday at last -

Really, the only thing to do is break out the peacock feathers and STRUT.

Alrighty, then.

magaliiiii, have you met camwyn? No? Do.

yuki_onna made the delicious post on sleeping with a writer, and I can attest to this. When both of you write (and that would be my case), it only gets more involved. *sniggers*

But with that in mind, I couldn't keep my mind from going over to the comic bigbigtruck she's currently working on and thinking, 'wow, what a nice guy Brett must be.'

Eh, Jim's got to be a lot like him. Maybe. *laughs*

Which reminds me...*checks watch*...I'm having lunch with my fella today. I insist on it.

Friday at last -

Really, the only thing to do is break out the peacock feathers and STRUT.

Alrighty, then.

magaliiiii, have you met camwyn? No? Do.

yuki_onna made the delicious post on sleeping with a writer, and I can attest to this. When both of you write (and that would be my case), it only gets more involved. *sniggers*

But with that in mind, I couldn't keep my mind from going over to the comic bigbigtruck she's currently working on and thinking, 'wow, what a nice guy Brett must be.'

Eh, Jim's got to be a lot like him. Maybe. *laughs*

Which reminds me...*checks watch*...I'm having lunch with my fella today. I insist on it.

Annnd then I get this phone call....

"I'm running a little late."

Jim has rescued a chihuahua from Torrance Blvd, tried to find its owner...failed...and said dog is now in our backyard.

Fondly dubbed "Goober" for the time being.

He's going to take the camera home and try to make some fliers after lunch.

I don't need to say how NOT we're zoned for another animal right now? Right.

And you think I'M NICE.

*sniggers*

Annnd then I get this phone call....

"I'm running a little late."

Jim has rescued a chihuahua from Torrance Blvd, tried to find its owner...failed...and said dog is now in our backyard.

Fondly dubbed "Goober" for the time being.

He's going to take the camera home and try to make some fliers after lunch.

I don't need to say how NOT we're zoned for another animal right now? Right.

And you think I'M NICE.

*sniggers*

Annnd then I get this phone call....

"I'm running a little late."

Jim has rescued a chihuahua from Torrance Blvd, tried to find its owner...failed...and said dog is now in our backyard.

Fondly dubbed "Goober" for the time being.

He's going to take the camera home and try to make some fliers after lunch.

I don't need to say how NOT we're zoned for another animal right now? Right.

And you think I'M NICE.

*sniggers*

Thoughts on -

John Edwards and the goods they got on him.

Well. I could have an opinion, but that and $5 gets me a drink at Starbucks.

Let me tell you this much.

When Cliff was battling the terminal part of his diabetic diagnosis at the age of 36, he was the one having affairs and I was the one justifying my LACK of them to social workers.

Those two cents, free of charge.

Move along.

Thoughts on -

John Edwards and the goods they got on him.

Well. I could have an opinion, but that and $5 gets me a drink at Starbucks.

Let me tell you this much.

When Cliff was battling the terminal part of his diabetic diagnosis at the age of 36, he was the one having affairs and I was the one justifying my LACK of them to social workers.

Those two cents, free of charge.

Move along.

Thoughts on -

John Edwards and the goods they got on him.

Well. I could have an opinion, but that and $5 gets me a drink at Starbucks.

Let me tell you this much.

When Cliff was battling the terminal part of his diabetic diagnosis at the age of 36, he was the one having affairs and I was the one justifying my LACK of them to social workers.

Those two cents, free of charge.

Move along.