I've had the tinnitus since way before doing contact martial arts.

Blech. I can't even imagine how annoying it is....

Is it two eh/ay sounds, Maria?

It's closer to two "eh" sounds, if it's to be pronounced the Italian way. When it was Americanized, it ended up as "navy."

Sumi, i'm happy it made you bwah. But wtf with him taking over all aspects of her life. Including Marissa obsession.

Speaking of great names, I'm personally leaning towards a loving relationship with Zoila Baca, cause pronounced correctly in Spanish brings in the laughter.

OK, very glad I said dumb things and told you to talk to doctor, ita.

For me fever is anything over 98 and BOY do I notice it. Cramps bump me up to 99 F and I feel like I'm in a steamroom. Bleah.

Cheering on Burrell and Plei in getting as far as underwear. Wait, that sounds wrong.... Let's put it this way, short of nannyhaving? It is an accomplishment. I used to get roped in to cover so new moms could enjoy a good soak.

On the odd odd chance I get hitched, I *might* consider a name change if it were fun. Or hispanic. I'm so very not, but that's the closest actual culture I identify with, even though I am so a gringo outsider.

Talked to the 'rents. Sobbed on the phone. Sobbed all the way home. I miss MommaCat and she wasn't even mine. I think my dad's "I miss that cat" just a few hours after she died broke me. My dad was all sniffly. Last he cried that I knew of was 15+ years ago at his MIL funeral. Woy. She was a good cat. And he was petting her when she died.

Kat, did you see the part where I am going to the House of Pancakes (Original version) tomorrow?

Sara, I'm so sorry. It may be a cliche, but pets are truly a part of the family, and it's tough when they go.

Much peace to you and your family.

It feels so silly and irrelevent (nevermind I will be an utter and complete mess when I lose my two.) But she was a part of our conversations over 2000 miles and she was too young to die from stress from a catfight.

My family LOVES cats. I feel bad for my brother. He (in high school) was the one who found Momma and her litter abandoned in a PizzaHut lot and brought them home. When my parents were out of town. Suckers is tattooed on our heads.

Suckers is tattooed on our heads.

Not unless it's spelled "kind and decent humans." It's how we ended up with 2 of the three animals (a cat and the dog).

10:00 is a respectable time to go to bed, right?

Signed, Not an old foogie.

I killed the thread.

Huh.

Everybody's gone to bed already, Perkins.

zzzzzzz