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March 2017



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bad girls marlene make my day

And on the seventh day, she... found something else that needed doing.

I need to get out of bed, because it's nearly 8 and I've been up and working since 6:30, and the dogge needs to go out and chase the ball and then have a walk and his breakfast, and so do I. (I thought of something I really, really wanted to eat today last night and now I can't remember what it was, except it involved whole wheat toast. Maybe if I look in the fridge I will remember. Maybe I'll make home-made tortilla chips today, around reading my slush and finding some other Useful Work to do. Maybe I will clean the downstairs or something. Oh, and sending out some packages, because it's not actually Sunday, Bear.)

The rain has stopped and it's cool, and judging by experience of The New Normal Summer 2009, those things will not last, so I do need to get a move on if I want to enjoy them.

But the Presumptuous Cat is being adorable and hip-snuggly this morning, and it's cool (she stole my pillows last night so she could make a nest in them. I woke up sleeping along the edge of the bed. Go figure.), and I have a general free-floating sense of well-being this morning.

All right. That will only be improved by a run. See you all on the flip side.  

Station Identification: for the new people joining us in progress, there's also a twitter feed over here. Content is not duplicated, except when it's too good not to tell the WHOLE WORLD.  And it does tend to include live and sometimes intemperate updates on what I'm working on, along with an awful lot of silly links.


Hey, that reminds me. What happened to LiveTwitter?
It probably died, like things do on the internet.
I for one am eminently relieved by its passing, as it's made my friendslist 100% more tolerable. Now if I could just get people to stop crossposting twitter accounts to Facebook....
Heh. I found yours amusing. But not enough to remember to go to twitter.com. That would involve brain cells! I like my content to appear as if by magic! ^_^
Oh, and then you go and tweet about Cuban naming conventions. Are you *trying* to get me to stalk you??
Aduhhhh. *g* (God, I need a Reyes icon.)
I have a cute little client program that pups up the tweets in the corner of my screen as they arrive. *g*
How handy! I think it best if I avoid such a thing. LJ's bad enough, and school's about to start. :-)
Ahh. There we go.

You have no idea how much it cost me not to set the text on this one as "head motherfucker."
::hearts you madly::

::ECR for Reyes::

(I misread that initially as "headfucker," which, um. Works.)
Hee. Well, he does try to use his powers for good.

I'm in love with him today. What can I tell you?
I look forward to tomorrow, when I can be less out of love with him than usual. (Chaz is GONE. There's no way I can love Reyes until I know Chaz is OK and Reyes is blameless.)
Reyes would probably agree that it was all his fault.

Not that I am helping.
I knew it. Somebody hexed me, and this is the Week of Disappointments.