I am all squinty and blurry. And I have to teach all damned day like this.
NOT happy. Stupid loose eyeglass screw. Stupid glass-eating toilet.
At least it was my own pee. Still, gross.
Anya ,'Touched'
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I am all squinty and blurry. And I have to teach all damned day like this.
NOT happy. Stupid loose eyeglass screw. Stupid glass-eating toilet.
At least it was my own pee. Still, gross.
Oh gosh. I have flushed unfortunate things...so much so, that I am paranoid about leaning over versus around to hit the lever.
Nicole...very, very best of strength and luck and ease in your quest to live without nicotine.
Kristin...having been through the divorce turnstile, I so very feel for you...and I actually liked my ex. May your journey, someday, seem worth every nick, scratch and pain.
So. In me news. I was just asked out for the first time in...oy...3 years. I may have forgotten how this works. What, exactly does one do?
I can save other people's marriages...and I know what I want in a relationship these days...just not sure how to deal with the wet work of mixing it up with a new person.
Meep.
Ugh, Kristin, I'm sorry.
And Erin, babe! All that gross and you still lost the lens? Man, that SUCKS.
just not sure how to deal with the wet work of mixing it up with a new person.
My first piece of advice is "don't assasinate on the first date."
Unless of course you REALLY can't avoid it. Or if that is your objectove for accepting the date in the first place.
Yup, Plei. And to make it worse (whitefont for possible TMI) on this trip to the loo, I also discovered I started my period -- about 10 days early.
So that adds a WTF? to the EWWW! SCALD MY HAND! SCALD MY HAND! factor.
Oh no. No assasination planned. I have been known, sadly, to yes/but my way to madness. Hopefully, my...ahem...hiatus from dating has given me the break I needed to get past that particular quirk.
Remind me that I said that...
Hey!
YOu said that!
So...whaddya gonna wear? Who asked?
Deets!
Plus -- dude, I flushed half of my GLASSES down the TOILET
Dude. I am in awe.
At least it was my own pee. Still, gross.
Yeah, you really dodged a bullet there.
I had to deal with more wanna-get-divorced can't-get-divorced shit today, and it made me sad and cranky. D. is getting past the denial and hitting the petty lashing out stage, and it's really not fun. Sigh.
I'm sorry, Kristin. I understand how he feels, and he'll get past it, but I know that doesn't help much right now.
I was just asked out for the first time in...oy...3 years. I may have forgotten how this works. What, exactly does one do?
Do you like them? If so, I usually recommend saying yes. Oh, and have you seriously left them hanging while asking our advice? Bad Beej! Go! Accept!
In other, non-pee related news, BeneFit is having a big sale. Some items they are discontinuing, but some good stuff too.
In other, non-pee related news
I imagine this as a separate segment in the Canine News Network. A short segment, of course.