Male panda said too fat to have sex
"Daughter wanted" ad in China draws 100-plus candidates
Did some cleaning and arranging last night to clear a space for the massage table. Since Barb has (mostly) gone, I've reclaimed the ADR lounge for a massage room, and only had to spend a couple of hours cleaning and arranging it.
No, it won't stay a massage room forever. It will still serve as the ADR lounge as necessary, and likely as a guest room for company that might choose to stay voluntarily, but considering that I do have a couple of massages lined up, this was the best choice for now.
I can't believe I have an actual room for the massage table now. It's a little freaky.
lio stopped by briefly last night-- he was on a nearby mission-- and he got to see the damage that's been done to the clutter, which is actually significant. I don't really get a chance to see it because I'm in the middle of it, but there has been enough change since he was last in the house that he made a comment on it.
Of course, there was also the incident where I was trying to find someone's telephone number, and I was searching online and couldn't find it when he said "remember the good old days when you could just look up a telephone number in a book?"
Sheepish, moi. And yes, it was there.
And now to distract you from my idiocy, I give you two important MySpace pages:
Nathan Fillion
Jewel Staite
Don't say I never gave you nothin'.
"Daughter wanted" ad in China draws 100-plus candidates
Did some cleaning and arranging last night to clear a space for the massage table. Since Barb has (mostly) gone, I've reclaimed the ADR lounge for a massage room, and only had to spend a couple of hours cleaning and arranging it.
No, it won't stay a massage room forever. It will still serve as the ADR lounge as necessary, and likely as a guest room for company that might choose to stay voluntarily, but considering that I do have a couple of massages lined up, this was the best choice for now.
I can't believe I have an actual room for the massage table now. It's a little freaky.
lio stopped by briefly last night-- he was on a nearby mission-- and he got to see the damage that's been done to the clutter, which is actually significant. I don't really get a chance to see it because I'm in the middle of it, but there has been enough change since he was last in the house that he made a comment on it. Of course, there was also the incident where I was trying to find someone's telephone number, and I was searching online and couldn't find it when he said "remember the good old days when you could just look up a telephone number in a book?"
Sheepish, moi. And yes, it was there.
And now to distract you from my idiocy, I give you two important MySpace pages:
Nathan Fillion
Jewel Staite
Don't say I never gave you nothin'.