I feel like a very bad pet owner compared to Allyson and Polgara and Kristen.
Damn. I *have* to go to Trader Joe's today for more cat food. If I could go in my fluffy green robe by teleporter and be invisible, I wouldn't be trying to decide how much I really love my cats. Maybe I can put it off until tomorrow and they can clean up the kibble crumbs off of the floor for me.
I feel like a very bad pet owner compared to Allyson and Polgara and Kristen.
you do know that Kristen doesn't acutally HAVE any pets, right?
It's almost two and I got five hours sleep last night--it's not too early to take a bath and get into my pajamas, just to slounge around the house, is it? I mean, I have been up almost eight hours.
you do know that Kristen doesn't acutally HAVE any pets, right?
Oh. Well then I am a better pet owner than Kristen then at least. I am going for the small miracles today.
Do we think that grocery stores will be busy today? I am loathe to deal with teh public.
Robin, take a bath, put on jammies and slounge to your heart's content. I decree it.
you do know that Kristen doesn't acutally HAVE any pets, right
Oops. I meant pet sitter, or something.
Look, over there-- something shiny!
Look, over there-- something shiny!
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I don't know if this has been linked to yet, but car buffs might want to check it out: [link] A nyt article on the Bugatti Veyron 16.4, "the fastest, most powerful and - no surprise - most expensive production car in the world..."
Whoa... That's the shiniest!
I would pay someone $100 to clean my house right now. I really would.
my neighbor Just took care of my roots and now she is cutting Matt's hair. I am at the sitting around with dye on my head stage...
Oh my - this is so cool:
NEW YORK - Everyone loves to be loved and needs to be needed.
That, at least, is the tagline of a bizarre new line of plush robotic dolls called the Needies. Clingy, jealous, and possessive, Needies want nothing short of your undying love and attention--and they're prepared to fight one another to get it.
Pick one up and give him a squeeze, and he'll reward you with fond words, flattery or a special Needie song. But soon his Needie siblings will start to complain.
"Is it my turn yet?" one might sullenly whine.
"Me! Me! Me!" another may shriek.
"Throw him," a particularly desperate Needie might even command. "THROW HIM!"
Each Needie, you see, has a microcontroller hidden inside his soft, stuffed belly that not only registers when he is touched but also broadcasts that information to the other dolls. As long as you spread your love evenly among the three Needies (named Brettie, Dannie and Mossie after their designers), they remain more or less content. But the minute one Needie perceives an imbalance of attention, he'll start to give you an earful.
"Dannie's getting touched!" whines Mossie. "Oh, filthy."
"Shut up, Mossie," Dannie snaps back.
[link]
Sadly, they haven't found a company to make the dolls yet....
they haven't found a company to make the dolls yet....
Didn't god already make them and call them cats/dogs/insert-pet-you-don't-grok-here?
Another great photomanip contest from Worth1000.
I am at the sitting around with dye on my head stage..
Reminds me that while I am no longer a redhead, my bathtub is also no longer white. I can't recall if scrubbing bubbles beat semi-perm. It's the domestic rock, paper, scissors.
Sadly, they haven't found a company to make the dolls yet...
Nooooooooooooooooo!