'Bring On The Night'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Did you get a package from me yet? Because my faith in the USPS is waning...
Crap. Yes, and I got your email, and I suck for not responding to either. Although we didn't get it Monday, but we got it either Tuesday or Wednesday (we're not good about checking it everyday). Thank you so much. You rock! Is your back okay?
[NOTE (to *anyone* I ever give drug advice to): I can look shit up fast, and I know how to interpret it, but I'm no pharmacist, so anything that seems weird -- call your doctor!]If it helps, I always take your advice like this. Or really, anyone who gives me advice. Even my doctor at times. It's just that you have those mad looking up and extrapolating skillz that bedazzle me.
Nicole, Scott's on that for his Lyme disease. What a complicated drug, in terms of what you have to avoid, and for how many hours.
Top 20?
Dang, the amount of posting you guys can do while I type 7 characters is impressive!
Nicole, Scott's on that for his Lyme disease. What a complicated drug, in terms of what you have to avoid, and for how many hours.
He should be okay with the BCP interaction, though....
Crap. Yes, and I got your email, and I suck for not responding to either.No worries, I was just getting a mite obsessive. Like *I* can take weeks to mail something, but once I do? INSTANTANEOUS service, please.
Back is ... improving. Not nearly as quickly as I would like but it is improving. Thanks for asking. I actually need to call my doctor today to check in med-wise. I'm almost out of the sampled flexeril and I want more.
You should let Lillybean see the spider but not your fear, so maybe she grows up into an additional arachno-remover for you. Which'll work out well when Jilli babysits her.
I'll let Daddy do that. I'm better than I used to be, in that I'm able to use actual words right now, and am only twitching every couple of minutes, but I'm still not able to hide my rather extreme fear.
Under 30?
Plei, sorry about the eight-legger.
My GF has me trained well enough that I can now eject most small, innocuous-looking spiders from the house on my own. I only need to call her in for the larger or more wicked-looking ones.
And I splatted on that was carrying a huge egg sac, because it looked wicked like Shelob, and, since I'd disturbed it from its nesting place, it was charging me.
I think that's what I hate most about spiders -- They can tell when you're looking at them. Most other bugs (not counting roaches) can't seem to tell.
I'm ok either co-existing with or evicting spiders. Actually, I find them kinda cool. OK, so Shelob was a tad freaky, but I like to think that any bug larger than a Toyota Prius will freak out most people.
Bees/wasps/hornets on the other hand . . . uggggggh! Hate hate fear hate!