The dirty dishes are hidden away in garbage bags in the closet. The place is in dissary but I think it looks less like filth (not that it was filthy) and more like clutter.
Or, I just got home and tried to use the sink.
The meat I was broiling burned. And everything else is frozen, so I don't know what I'll do about that.
Also, I'm sweaty. I hope the problem is easy to fix.
Cindy, it's Leslie Vietmeier, she's a nurse practitioner, and the contact info is as follows:
Greenlake Place Primary Care
6800 E. Greenlake Way N.
Suite 200
Seattle, WA 98115
(206) 524-5656
I found this reall cool link on LJ, it's an interesting column about the myths of Hard Work being the answer...
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Oh, Plei, I'm so sorry. He sounds like an amazing person. Peace to him, and to all those he left behind.
Also, why the hell did I follow that newspaper's link to the Freeper site? Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Susan, I'm glad the nurse was so reassuring and commonsensical and took your concerns seriously.
Ugh. I'm home with Emmett, waiting for Hec to get back, and when he does I get to turn around and go back to work. Just... ugh.
Will someone please remind me that even though I like many many of the shoes on Zappo's site, I can't actually afford any of them?
Thanks, Susan. I've passed it along.
Perkins, you can't afford any of the shoes on the Zappos site. (Well, maybe just one pair...)
Will someone please remind me that even though I like many many of the shoes on Zappo's site, I can't actually afford any of them?
Surely there's something strangely comforting in the knowledge that you will never, ever own these.
That is a good point, JZ.
On the other hand, I will also never own these [link] or these, [link] or even these, [link] which makes me sad.
I'm trying not to look at Zappos because I have to try on shoes before I can buy them. Unless they have a really excellent return policy.
Also, I hve water. The guy didn't have to come in side. But hey! I need a quick tidying. My neighbor (aka my landlandy's son in law) came over when the guy was doing whatever he was doing and asked what was going on. I popped over and explained.
Now I ahve to figure out dinner.