Happy New Year, Bitches!
I have finally just caught up--still more than 500 posts to go in Natter.
I want to wish sj get-well vibes, as well as perfect-apartment-finding vibes.
Condolences to CaBil and Ms. H on their loss.
AmyLiz, veryveryfine hair can be nicely managed in a style that would call for more textured hair with a dollop of mousse or some other product. It doesn't make the style harder to manage. It actually makes it easier than constantly having to pull long, all-one-length hair back or up. I think you'd look great with bangs and a choppy bob, shorter than chin length. It would play up your fantastic eyes and cheekbones. I had veryveryfine stick-straight textureless hair at a length between my shoulder blades and my waist for 15 years. It was easier to wash and wear: pull the sides back in winter with a clamp, pull it all up in a knot for summer. I hatehatehate hair in my face, or tucked behind an ear. I cut mine a month ago, discovered gel, and I love it. I wish you the same experience.
Also, Askye, I'm glad your mom's kitty is feeling better. He could have fallen, or eaten or drunk something that disagreed with him, made him feel rotten, and he didn't drink enough. If he's getting better and the vet hasn't found evidence of illness or injury, then I think it's safe to assume it was a short-term thing. I'm sorry for all the angst and worry, though. And congratulations on your brother's good news!
DH had to work till 8:00. We watched Aladdin on dvd, had some grocery store Aussie shiraz in antique etched wine glasses, and kissed at midnight.
NoiseDesign can tell you I drive a 1984 Nissan 240SX, and has also heard the voice. I've had her since 1993. I called her Bambi, the Stepford Airlines Stewardess. "Right door is open. Lights are on. Fuel is low. Parking brake is on. Key is in the ignition." You can hear the unspoken "...stupid." after each reminder. DH renamed her "Buffy," and years later, BtVS made an appearance. Her odometer stopped working about eight years ago at 175,000, she's had a new water pump, alternator, master cylinder, rebuilt engine, multitudinous tires, brakes, mufflers. She still runs like a damned top, jumps when I ask her, handles like a cutting horse, and fits me like a pod. A piece of trim above the windshield is loose, and at 50mph vibrates like a rattlesnake's tail. She's got body rot on the rear panel, and her U joints are creaky. I figure she's got another two good years in her before we have to start another round of expensive refits, and at that point I don't think she'll be worth saving. But I doubt I ever find another car who fits me as well as she's done.