Perkins! Guess what I got in the mail?!?

This could be fun! (and it sounds like I don't want to go into Natter)

What should Teppy have gotten in the mail?

Ewan McGregor?

A new car?

A big huge billboard that says " I, Steph L., do really and truly suck"?

A huge chunk of swiss cheese?

A pony?

Natter seems to be moving toward food at the moment. No guarantees that it'll stay there, though.

((Brenda))

I spent the entire morning at the tire place. I had 2 nails in one tire and 4 nails in the other, I have no idea where I could have picked them up.

Also discovered that my front tires are severely worn down and need to be replaced. And I need an alignment. I had to put that off becuase I don't have the money for it right now.

Tomorrow I pick up my new debit card (the other split in half) and I can start tracking my spending better. I hate using checks, they take so long to go through.

Luckily the tire place had a tv and vcr and I was able to watch movies. I watched the end of Gone in 60 Seconds and all of Pitch Black. The villian in 60 seconds sounded rather familiar and it took me a bit to realize it was Ecclestone! He looks really different than he did in Dr. Who. I finally figured out who he was by something he said -- it sounded just like Nine.

ION, I want these. And these. And, oh God, these.

And I want someone to make these disappear forever, please.

JZ, at least Note: There will be no more inventory for this product once it is sold out.

I do not get the athletic shoe with heel thing.

{brenda} Good luck with the doctor.

That's a lot of nails, askye. I always find going to get a tire turns into a whole lot of stuff needing to be done that I can't afford.

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It seems like over the last month or so, altogether too many Bitches were unwell. Now, too many have various assorted other problems. Much ~ma and {{{}}} to all who need it. May your meds work appropriately and make you feel better, and may resolvable problems resolve well, and may you feel support in coping with those problems that just aren't going to go away.

Returning to the land of the trivial, I'm getting a haircut after DH's next payday, or after he gets a fair-sized freelance payment he's expecting for some web work he did week before last.

I've also discovered DH lurks here much more than I'd previously suspected....

Awwww. In this context, this is so sweet and so cute. Also, probably good to know for the future!

IOmeN, I love my new haircut, and all of the wonderful compliments that are coming from it, but things are starting to get a bit out of hand. A friend wants to include pictures in my state professional association newsletter. Eek!