Any chance meara's around at all?
ETA: Er, if she is she oughta IM me. I'm not really away, just showing my ex-roomie Dr. Who.
Giles ,'Get It Done'
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Any chance meara's around at all?
ETA: Er, if she is she oughta IM me. I'm not really away, just showing my ex-roomie Dr. Who.
I have a "portable" Singer from the 60's. It's steel or iron. It's 50 pounds if it's an ounce.
Also Rice pasta is gluten free. And it doesn't taste as much like ass as you would think.
Ass-ish? Ass-like? Reminiscently assesque?
It was just a little chewier than wheat pasta.
I'm bored.
Just looked it up, and my machine is from 1920's E series (records lost by Singer.) It's like this one, but only 2 drawers, not 3. And the wood is darker, but that is probably age: [link]
I'm gonna find a picture of mine.
eta: HOLY CARP! This is the same series/decals as mine: [link] And mine is in better shape (machine, the cabinet has some water damage on the foldout that I eventually hope to fix.)
$20. I paid $20 for it.
Sniff. Everyone is at the movies. Which I may go to tomorrow or Sunday at 2 (because that's the only time that works with my dang cat's insulin schedule.) Which is SHOCKING.
I forsee a babysitting gig in my near future, as I got a friend's husband absolutely hooked on Firefly (he whines to me about its cancellation EVERY TIME I SEE HIM. I laugh. It was fun, but I won't whine.) So at least I have some notboring in my future. 6 month old wrangling!
Hey sarameg, what are your thanksgiving day plans?
I've just started watching Without A Trace, and there really needs to be more slapping so far.
Still haven't made them. Looked at fares today. Still open? And insent. It's either make plans or stay home.
backflung, sarameg.
Okay, I'm starving. I've just had a ~2 hour nap. But I'm all hot and oogey and it's too hot and oogey to either cook or go out.
I'm tired of the smell of smoke and the fact that the fire alarms at school were ringing like mad today. The fire in Glendale is all smoldery and yucky.
I seem to have regressed to a 10-year-old's vocab.