Even then, the old dreams of the Quartermaines could be explained as Joan reaching out for God, but coming up with gunk, instead.

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Hi DX! How are you?

And Steph- hi! Sorry I ditched you the other day in the Bitch thread. I didn't realize how close we were to leaving.

Wanna hear a story? About two and a half weeks ago, we went to a wedding. An old friend of the boyfriend's. As weddings go, it wasn't real impressive, but we had fun, as we went with another couple. I was the DD, and everyone else at the wedding, including the bride, got absolutely wasted. Overall, a fun day.

BUT. At about two in the morning, I woke up with a KILLER stomach ache. I have only had a stomach ache like that once before in my life, and it was when I had food poisoning. I think I had it again, although, mercifully, it wasn't as awful this time. Nonetheless, I spent all day Sunday sick and miserable, and I couldn't help thinking that had I consumed my weight in alcohol like everyone else, the alcohol might have killed off whatever nasty bacteria made me sick (it was the devilled eggs, I just know it!). ANYWAY, the food poisoning really isn't the point of this story.

The point is, at about 2:00 Sunday afternoon, while I was whining and resting in bed, we heard a loud crashing sound. Now, we live in an apartment complex. You simply don't run to the window everytime you hear a noise, as that would be crazy making. But a few minutes later, we hear the doorbell.

The chick downstairs had backed into my two year old still my baby still not paid for Kia. With her big ass SUV. Damage wasn't SEVERE, so we didn't call the cops. Nonetheless, a big ass SUV simply can't back into a little bitty Kia without wreaking some havoc. She managed to damage several bits and pieces, and right away she started in with, "Oh, I might have done that, but I couldn't have done that." We took pictures, she told me to get an estimate, and was hoping to pay out of pocket.

Fast forward a couple days. I got the estimate, and it was over $1000 dollars. Of course. It's just how body work is! She freaked out, and I do mean FREAKED out. As in she started yelling at me, literally yelling, and claiming she didn't cause all the damage that was there. Which she did, because my car is quite well loved, and I know what was there and what wasn't. There was a lovely incident where we caught her in the parking lot with a tape measure on my bumper, comparing it to her bumper in some psychotic attempt to prove she couldn't have done it. When we found her measuring the bumper of my boyfriend's truck, as if to imply that he had hit me and we were trying to pin it on her, we'd had enough. I stayed remarkably calm, but I explained to her that since she moved her vehicle before coming to notify us, we couldn't be sure of the angles, of whether her tires were up on one of the millions of little hillocks in the drive, etc. etc. She continued to yell and be an utter bitch, and needless to say, I went to bed that night, but didn't sleep. I don't deal well with conflict. And to be demonized like that when SHE hit MY car. Grrr.

BUT, the next morning, she called me out of the blue to apologize for being a bitch, and she started the claims process with her insurance company. Today I get to pick up my car, which should be all better. So that's it. It really really sucked for awhile, but its better now.

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I'm glad she apologized, Cyber. The witch.

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I took a cookie from an absent co-worker's desk. She has bags and bags of different open sweet snack foods, and I just snapped. I left a note (I took a cookie. I couldn't not take a cookie -- ita). I won't go to cow-orker hell, will I?

I'm reasonably sure she said they were fair game.

Reasonably. CV -- that ended really well considering how it started!

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I left a note (I took a cookie. I couldn't not take a cookie -- ita). I won't go to cow-orker hell, will I?

No. You won't go to cow-orker hell, because you left that note, which actually is adorable, and would have shamed me (and I'm an notoriously possessive of my cookies) for not offering you one, in the first place.

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No hell for note leavers.

So say I.

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I scream! Ice cream! For free! Free ice cream!

Starbucks offers free ice cream

LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - Starbucks Corp., whose sales growth has slowed in recent months, said Tuesday it would give away free ice cream at more than 6,000 of its U.S. coffee shops Wednesday afternoon.

The company said in a statement it is trying to generate interest in the Starbucks brand of ice cream, which it has been selling in grocery stores since 1995 as part of a joint venture with Dreyer's Grand Ice Cream Holdings Inc.

And you might not believe this, but there is not a Starbucks within walking distance of where I work!

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ita, the Polite Cookie Thief!

but no, not a shooting offense.

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And you might not believe this, but there is not a Starbucks within walking distance of where I work!

Me neither. And I just realized this, but there isn't a Starbuck's on my route between home and work.

But I do have frozen yogurt at ghome, so all is not lost.

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There's a Starbuck's not too far from me (you doubted?), but they aren't doing the promotion.

OTOH, Alpha Beta was giving away free Haagen-Dazs all last week, so I can't complain.

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