I just cut all my errands for the day short, and came home.
I had to.
Turns out I woke up too stupid and clumsy to be allowed outside, let alone operate a motor Vee-hickle.
Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.
Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'
Natter 39 and Holding
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.
Lee - Sep 24, 2005 8:56:58 am PDT #637 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
P.M. Marc - Sep 24, 2005 9:19:56 am PDT #638 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
!!!
What happened?
tommyrot - Sep 24, 2005 9:38:31 am PDT #639 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
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Lee - Sep 24, 2005 9:40:31 am PDT #640 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Nothing really, luckily, but I set off to go fill up the car, then grab breakfast before I went to the post office to get your package and mail something to Nicole, but when I got to the gas station, I realized I didn't have Nicole's address, so I went home to get it, and instead of parking at the curb like a normal person would have, I parked my car in my parking spot, which requires backing out on an incline, and my ankle spazzed out and I ended up rolling down the incline more than I should have and onlyhit the brakes just in time to not roll off the hill/into the trees, then I forgot which street the post office was on, or at least how to get to the street it was on, then I realized that the slip they left for your package said "we will be back tomorrow" and not "pick this up at the post office" then a bicyclist tried to hit me (I swear that one wasn't my fault) and now I am home and I am never leaving.
Lee - Sep 24, 2005 9:48:37 am PDT #641 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Laura, Alibelle called me to get your number--she's in Miami for the weekend, and wanted to call you-- so I gave her your cell #.
Laura - Sep 24, 2005 9:53:46 am PDT #642 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
Excellent!
beth b - Sep 24, 2005 10:06:29 am PDT #643 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Perkins - that is way too exciting for a low battery saturday
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Laura - Sep 24, 2005 10:10:42 am PDT #644 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
Yikes Perkins. Yes, a recharge may be required before you attempt driving again. Did you pick up breakfast anyway?
chirp
Laura - Sep 24, 2005 10:12:10 am PDT #645 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
Snerk. The announcer on MSNBC just said Port Charles instead of Lake Charles. Wonder if she watches General Hospital.
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Lee - Sep 24, 2005 10:45:23 am PDT #646 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Yes, a recharge may be required before you attempt driving again. Did you pick up breakfast anyway?
Yep. I thought it might help, but then the five block drive to the post office took me three tries, so I came home. As soon as the mailman comes, I'm going to nap.