Yuck. Well, spoke my bit in the department status meeting and have begged out. Will assess ability to drive once I reach the car. May nap, may drive, maybe the meds will kick in.
It's like a lottery in my brain!
Thanks, guys.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yuck. Well, spoke my bit in the department status meeting and have begged out. Will assess ability to drive once I reach the car. May nap, may drive, maybe the meds will kick in.
It's like a lottery in my brain!
Thanks, guys.
H'rm. The last time I was at the Container Store, they had these little tiny glass cases meant to be display cases for autographed baseballs and whatnot, but you could really put anything in them. They did admire the taxidermied mouse and the shadow box with Emmett's nose cast; possibly I could construct some little oddment or other that wouldn't have to compete against the dessert tables at the Bellagio.
He is totally craxy with the generous. I keep trying to think of something to do in return, but nothing suits. Baked goods? He can get the best. CD with handmade art cover? He probably has the world's biggest iPod. Cunning hat for his SO? She has all-planetary access to the cunningest already.
Bear in mind, he's repaying me for dozens of chicken dinners during his lean backgammon hustler days.
But he would totally appreciate a hand-made, cool, JZ thing. We can talk about it later.
I am confident in JZ's ability to create a cunning handmade thing, having seen the results of several same.
I need a Phil.
I keep forgetting that you met him.
I keep forgetting that you met him.
Twice, even! He was at our table at the wedding!
Though I'd be saying that even without having met the Phil, on account of his general Philness.
ita, you don't take the 210, do you?
You can't cancel DaVinci! He's already dead!
And Woo hoo! The Malamute that won the Eukanuba show won breed!
Somebody to root for in Group tonight.
In case Jessica and any other Scrubs fans haven't seen it at newsstands, this month's Giant magazine has a cover feature article about Zach Braff and the show.
I was kind of disappointed to find out that Jeremy Shockey is a close personal friend of John C. McGinley's.
When it comes to romance, I have a teflon coating. I'm like Jaye that way, minus the hottie bartender boyfriend.
Me too, oh Shriftalicious One. Me, too. These days, all I want falls in the category of yes-let's-have-hot-sex-but-dear-god-NO- this-isn't-a-Relationship-I-am-NOT-girlfriend-material.
I think that, technically, makes me a ho.
t edit Though I wouldn't say no to chocolate tomorrow. But then, I'm also a chocolate ho, and wouldn't say no to chocolate ANY day.