I am always so worried about hanging up when I try to switch to speaker. I hope you get some resolution soon.

Thanks. It's after 5, so I'm trying again. I am back on hold with them again. I have hope.

They're cute when they're naive like that, aren't they?

Hec, if you're still around, insent.

Pardon me, but that's *my* line....

The Lutherans in my sink had better start paying rent, damn it.

OMG! That's what I can do for extra income! I can turn my slovenly ways into cold hard cash!

My bank, like your bank, covers with a fee. So at least it's not a credit hit, but still--ouch.

Well, and overdrawing more than you thought you were is also scary, at least for me, b/c it's like, then I realize that I don't even have *that* as a safety net. Or at least, not as much of it as I had thought, because my overdraft protection does have a "credit limit" on it.

Bah. I don't like this whole exchanging money for goods and services thing.

I'm with you. We should all give each other stuff instead. I'm sure it would work out in the end.

Greetings!

I don't see Susan wanting a muzzle loading musket thing as being the same as having a hunting rifle or hadngun in the house. They are both guns and Annabel should be taught never to touch one, but it seems that accidental discharge with what she wants would be difficult. Especially if she didn't keep the black powder in the house.

I'm very very tired right now, I'm thinking I won't make it through House.

I need major FIND IT ma for my keys. really have to find those.

Also went to see my therapist for the first time in forever. She squeed when I told her I'm moving. Well, maybe not exactly squeed, but it wa that kind of reaction. I caught her up on everything else and she was all "you're so adult!" and "Can you believe how far you came!"

I printed out the lj entry I wrote and the comments and didn't show that to her until the end -- I got distracted. So I gave it to her. I see her in two weeks and we'll actually talk about some stuff. But it was col.

I am either going through a middle aged crazy thing, or my GF's are corrupting me. Suddenly I am a girly girl and pampering myself. It's like I have taken care of other people the last 13 years and now it is my turn.

This is shocking stuff Bitches. I went for a new haircut this morning, then this afternoon I went and had a 90 minute facial with dermabrasion and stuff. (she massaged my hands and feet while I was masking) And I have an appointment Thursday for manicure and pedicure, and the most outragious thing, lash and brow tint. Though my hair has become darker with age the brows are as blonde as ever. I'm thinking a light to medium brown should work with my color.

My GF suggested the next step would be wearing makeup, but I'll hold off on that until I'm maybe 65.

I'm finding this odd. The menfolk in my life find it fun.

Okay, actually talking with a person at Dell. They still say they can't fix it. She offered free toner cartridges and I asked for the USB cable. She okayed that but when I asked for the toner too, she said it would exceed the "concession limit." I had to make some more pissed-off noises, and she reversed the separate charge for the surge-protector we got.

I think I will still write an irate letter, soon as I can find a physical address, 'cuz this crap was ridiculous.

And now I have to go work out financing terms with my mother.

It's like I have taken care of other people the last 13 years and now it is my turn.

Sounds right to me. I think you deserve it, and you've never even done my laundry or removed duct-tape from my face.

Okay, gotta boogie. Kung-Fu tonight, I'm gonna have to book it for home to get in uniform and get back over there.

Hope to catch up with y'all later!