My chair was perfect. It is no longer perfect. I don't feel comfortable obsessing about it until they go away, though.
'Out Of Gas'
Natter .38 Special
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm, um, going to apply the principles of Theory of Constraints process management to keeping our house clean.
Nice.
yay -t!
gronklies
there are 6 cubic yards of woodchips being deliver to my driveway. I have a cold. that's today's news
I feel like I'm in a They Might Be Giants song.
I feel like I'm in a They Might Be Giants song.
Do you have some string you can wind around a rock?
I keep some in the little birdhouse in my soul.
psst, msbelle thinks food talks.
I have a strict rule about not eating food that talks to me.
Mr. Horrible? Mr. Horrible? Telephone call for Mr. Horrible?
My chair has four levers and three knobs. I've had it for several years and I still don't know what they all do.
I'm going to wait until they all leave, and then make sure this is my chair.
With all the trouble I've had holding onto this chair, I'm starting to wonder if there's a treasure map hidden inside it, or something.