And for once I was actually up at that time and I STILL missed it. Darnnitpoo and pants. From now on I can make any Thursday, Friday or Saturday due to late work hours.
I’m still feeling a bit mentally scarred my Moore-toe. It’s just not what I needed on a Sunday before coffee.
Dang, I have an actual, honest-to-god social engagement tonight, first in months. Otherwise, I’d SO be there.
I should be home before 9, so maybe I’ll get lucky and you’ll still be live.
Dang #2.
8 o’clock there is 11 o’clock here – past my bedtime. I was really only going to pop in and say hiya, so I’ll just say it now instead.
And for once I was actually up at that time and I STILL missed it. Darnnitpoo and pants. From now on I can make any Thursday, Friday or Saturday due to late work hours.
I’m still feeling a bit mentally scarred my Moore-toe. It’s just not what I needed on a Sunday before coffee.
And I’m Away right now, and the laptop has decided that it doesn’t like networks any more. So I was toast last night.
No problem, folks. I’ll see who’s lurking about tonight.
Lyvvie, mentally scarred? I figure Mary is a wildcat under the covers. Those librarian-types, dontcha know.
I’ll be around this evening, waiting for Dean to return from the clutches of his evil ex.
I’m sorry I missed last night – we got caught up playing the Pirates of the Caribbean version of Life, and didn’t get home til 10.