Taxes are the price we pay to live in a civilized society.

Somewhere recently I read, "Just as there are no athiests in fox holes, there are no Libertarians when the levee breaks."

"Well, Trevor, it's been a long, long, LONG damn time. A democrat may have been in the White House, in fact."

Is there a causal link you're not sharing with us?

Yes: if Teppy doesn't get laid, the terrorists win!

Whoo. Apartment smells like bleach. Whoda thunk it?

Just as there are no athiests in fox holes

I've always hated that saying.

Go vw!!

I've always hated that saying.

I can appreciate the hatred.

I found my look. I am deliriously happy with it.

I copied this: [link]

Blew my hair out straight, combed a gloss through it, and used a wide barrel curling iron to put waves in it, and then put a sparkly orange flower above my ear, just like that one.

Deep purple eyeliner on the top, drawn out cateye, white shadow with a deep rose/brown in the crease, and a dark rose matte lip gloss.

Now, I can just ignore lack of anything to wear and go with a black suit jacket and black skirt with a black camisole under it, hose with the lines up the back and stacked heels.

And then I will ignore my body for the entire evening.

Allyson, you gotta take a picture, b/c I bet that the Bettie Page look on you is *scorching.*

I've always hated that saying.

It's always struck me as more of an argument against foxholes than atheists.

((Sparky, DH and family)) I am so sorry you got home to such sad news. It was really nice to meet you last night though I fear I wasn't much with the scintilating talk since that was just before my second or third wind hit. I had to time it for the trip home. But I really did enjoy meeting you.

Feh on your demons Allyson. The new look sounds scorching though.

And the Plei gold dubloon demon. Extra special feh on it.

Emily and I just realized the Trader Joe's love.

I napped the day away after quite the long day yesterday. I'm catching up on SciFi Friday and then going back to bed. PT in the morning. Next weekend I attack the housecleaning (aka the cat fur and likely dander that drove the nephew to wheezing and me to driving to meet his mom at 2 a.m.) that has been waylaid for the last month due to back issues.

Allyson, I'm with Tep. Want pics!

It's always struck me as more of an argument against foxholes than atheists.

See? So many ways to interpret it.

I like stuff. I like nice stuff. I like being able to purchase an item that fills an exact need, even if it's three times more expensive than throwing something together that kind of works.

Well, I sometimes shoot for virtueous. But I'm shamelessly materialistic when it comes down to it. In fact, I have horrible lust for things I know our income, no matter how much it goes up, will never cover. And, although we by far do not live in anything resembling poverty, the fine edge we walk on in regards to our budget is, indeed, soul-sapping and can get depressing. I know that it's not really a consolable thing but it doesn't stop me from trying. Also--adapting back is a lot harder than getting used to it from the start. I didn't have so much of a problem sticking to a budget when I was used to not having money. But then, working and having money, and then not having and dealing. MUCH, MUCH harder.