Well, I stopped.This is true. But I am no longer whining.
Oh, no, oh, no! Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord, spare me college boys in love.
Dr. Walsh ,'Potential'
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WindSparrow - Feb 24, 2006 7:55:31 pm PST #1133 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
DCJensen - Feb 24, 2006 7:59:33 pm PST #1134 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
But I am no longer whining.
For the record, I never thought you were whining. I thought that my actions were causing you distress, and I felt your peace of mind was more important to me than sleepily paging through the cookbook.
Cass - Feb 24, 2006 8:02:28 pm PST #1135 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
One nifty thing about the BIG crate was that there was room in between the top of the covered litterbox and the ceiling of the crate, so that one or the other of the cats could get on top of the litterbox for some make-shift alone time.Oh, that is a really good idea. Especially as I am stretching out my trip while I wait for my stuff to make it up there.
Are you planning to take the cats out of the vehicle to stretch their legs?Hell. No.
I think I am dosing their water with the Rescue Remedy. I know I am dosing mine.
Cass - Feb 24, 2006 8:03:34 pm PST #1136 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
And whoot visitage!
HMOG, I have so much to do... But the Flexeril just hit and I have never been so happy not to have all my muscles freaking out.
WindSparrow - Feb 24, 2006 8:03:39 pm PST #1137 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
For the record, I never thought you were whining.
I felt really whiny. And I was sick of hearing myself when I stopped.
Thank you for understanding my distress. I was having one of those "it's so shiny, I'll cry if it gets messed up" reactions. But we all know that a book, like a stuffed animal, does not become real until it has been roughed loved up a bit.
WindSparrow - Feb 24, 2006 8:04:54 pm PST #1138 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Hell. No.
Good plan.
esse - Feb 24, 2006 8:06:08 pm PST #1139 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
I have SA in my apartment! Woot! We watched porn! Woot! (And, as is our wont, deconstructed it while watching.) And yes, she met the boy. She can attest to his powers of cute. Yum.
Me sleep now. Tummy still upset.
Cass - Feb 24, 2006 8:09:08 pm PST #1140 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Heh. Behold the power of cookies...
SA: I have SA in my apartment!
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I hear a cat horking.
esse - Feb 24, 2006 8:10:28 pm PST #1141 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Damn it! I can't log SA out -- this is maddening.
tommyrot - Feb 24, 2006 8:12:34 pm PST #1142 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Go to 'set profile' and uncheck the 'stay logged in' or whatever it is....
eta: uncheck "remember you." Then log out.