Betsy, I sent that dress link to my friend whose wedding I'm going to be in, and we both agree that it's perfect. Forget having a dress with a butt-bow, this dress IS the butt-bow!
Was this not what I was saying with my Picasso comment?
t miffed
t okay, over it
Plus, Cindy thinks lisah and I look alike. That's about the best compliment I could get. lisah is beeeeeauutiful!
Well if she at all resembles you, then clearly, she must be, sillyhead.
She's not the only one.
Oh, good. I hate being the only one. I went back to the picture of lisah again. When I clicked it the first time, I knew I was clicking a link to a picture of lisa, provided by lisa, and yet, I saw the face first, and thought, wait--who is this a picture of? I think it is the beautiful smile that reminded me of vw. Also? vw, one of these days, I am going to call you by your first name here, because I just don't think of you as vw any more.
Can't go to Target, the death rays will get me.
Can't go to Target, the death rays will get me.
Too bad, 'cause they sell tin foil in bulk.
Argh. Turns out a college acquaintance was in Thailand for Christmas visiting relatives. He isn't due back till the 11th and nobody knows how to reach him. He was supposed to be inland.
I know, I just can't get that far down the aisles without it. My real life catch 22.
Maybe if I wore sunglasses, the death rays wouldn't recognize me?
Oh, Betsy. Keeping him and his in my prayers.
How's the neck, Cindy? Julia is just so precocious.
Pfeh. I just caught up, and now I have to errand. I've been looking for someone to cut my hair. I woke up this AM and it was all standing up perpendicular to the scalp. If I could have laquered it in place, I could take clippers and just buzz it all at about an inch and a half, and--done! I can't believe how fast it's grown.
Okay, must catch PO before 5:00.
Oh Betsy. I'm so sorry.
Also? vw, one of these days, I am going to call you by your first name here, because I just don't think of you as vw any more.
There are worse things in the world. I've used my real name here, so it's not a big deal.
Betsy, that's scary.
Wow. My mouse was filthy inside.
I recommend you all clean out your mouseballs for the New Year.
t /not porn, nor taxidermy
I recommend you all clean out your mouseballs for the New Year.
Two words, my friend: Optical. Mouse.
Well, it is scary in a dim and distant way. He's Schrödinger's Acquaintance right now. He shouldn't have been in harm's way, but on the other hand nobody's heard from him, but on the other hand communications are known to be overstressed.
He's not due back until the 11th. I guess we know for sure then.
