Lots of y'all know Velma, she's a fen, a Torquere Press proofreader, and my oldest friend - her apartment was broken into over the Thanksgiving Holiday and the jerks that broke in took, among a number of other things, lots of her DVDs. If you're looking to get her something/have a copy of one of these you don't want anymore, etc., it would mean the world to her if we could replace some.

What she lost:

hugshugshugshugs - y'all rock. Thank you *so* much.

If you'd like to help, please contact me at saclements at torquerepress dot com for a mailing address.

Thanks, y'all.

edited to add - I'll remove ones as folks volunteer to send. Thanks, guys. So much.

Torquere Press has a new lj - torquere_social. It's intended for writers, readers, friends, neighbors - do we have neighbors?, etc.

There's not much there yet, because y'all haven't come to play, but there will be soon ;-) Promise.

I swear.

1. Pho.
2. Sunshine.
3. Quilting fabric.
4. Dance lessons.
5. Tim McGraw.
6. My little signs at work - my current favorite is "I refuse to star in your psychodrama. Next."
7. Velvet.
8. My car. Have I mentioned how much I love my car?
9. Diet coke with lime.
10. The new ringtone on my phone - "Brown Eyed Girl" love it.

*nods*

Yep.

Good things.

swamped.

exhausted.

go me.

I was having a crap morning. I was - I burned my toast, dropped my soda, spilled the dog food. Got into the car and turned it on and the Eyes of Texas was playing on the radio. *grins* Okay, all better.

Got to work - none of us have slept. All of us -- ALL off us -- are in burnt orange. There are orange roses in the lobby.

There are orange roses in the office.

I'm sure that some people might think we're a bit insane here in 'horn country, but come on. That was a beautiful game.

And, after all the things that can be wrong? It was something that went right.

I have to run to Sears and return a xmas present, then the post office, the gym, then home.

Hey, does anybody have any ideas of what to do with four big old leftover chicken breasts for supper? I cooked them Tuesday and I'd hate for them to go to waste...

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I have my chili.

I have my hat and my shirt.

I am so ready.

Daddy placed a bet in honor of his UT alumni baby.

Why, yes. I do bleed orange.

Hook 'em!!!

You know... If I hear *one* more sportcaster give my 'horns *no* chance tomorrow, I'm going to get grumpy.

Bring home the championship, boys.

I have my shirt, hat, jacket ALLLLLLLL ready for tomorrow and am *dying* to get a pink Rose Bowl cap for my birthday (which my daddy has promised me to go with my pink PBR cap).

Hook 'em!

May it just get better and better!

*hugs tight*

Please stop. I'm going quite mad.

Thanks ever so.

:D

Bird