February 28th, 2011
I dare anyone to be wrong on the internet tonight.
I'm just in that kind of mood...
*snark snark snark*
(I already posted back to a craigslist "for sale" post with a clearly ridiculous price, before I really assessed what I was doing. Either I need sleep or beer.)
(or to not be getting sick... *summons force of will*)
|Date:||March 1st, 2011 01:17 am (UTC)|| |
You have no idea.
I will probably not be in the caravan to Montreal thanks to the second bureaucracy involved in the troubles. Seems they've deemed me a spy or a flight risk or something.
Of course you MARRIED a spy, that might be counting against you.
|Date:||March 1st, 2011 01:21 am (UTC)|| |
At least they stopped strip searching her when we travel together. I've become a covops beard.
|Date:||March 1st, 2011 03:58 am (UTC)|| |
Feel better on the sick front.
Maybe if you watch a movie it will help?
Watched Terminator, didn't seem to help.
Wow were the special effects bad...
|Date:||March 2nd, 2011 02:11 am (UTC)|| |
If you noticed the special effects were bad, you're starting to feel better. :) they were state of the art at the time!
Either I need sleep or beer
They were just the two things I was craving... :D
And why did it have to be a choice between them? Beer AND Sleep, that's the way to go! (OK, the beer does put a time-limit on the sleep, granted.)
Hmm... you speak wisdom. ^_^