KB, what Ginger said.
juliana, I'm sorry you're feeling oppgekrappt.
Trudy? Truly?
I heard what seemed to be footsteps in the attic rooms. I currently live alone. I called two friends who live nearby and neither was home. So I ended up calling my mom and having her stay on the phone with me while I investigated the house. The construction guys sometimes leave windows and doors open so I was a bit worried. No one was upstairs and I felt sheepish about calling my mom to have a walk-through, but that's how it is.
I'm a bit bummed since my friend never asks me out to dance even though he knows I love it and even though it's been a priority for him lately to start dancing again. So I'm home alone, too tired to make food, watching The West Wing on DVD and browsing job ads without success.
Welcome to the Bay Area, Cass.
And wow the rudeness of some people.
I feel like I need to clarify that my landlords are great. I love my apartment and they're good friends. I think that what happened was more of a misunderstanding, perhaps exacerbated by my crappy, crappy evening. I was frustrated, but I wouldn't be at all surprised if I just wasn't making things clear enough. But thanks for the support. It's really appreciated.
Well I
did
ride the Chinatown bus. It totally could be SARS.
Well I did ride the Chinatown bus. It totally could be SARS.
Nah, SARS is soo 2003.
You've got Bird Flu. Try not to eat any Turducken. That makes it worse, I hear.
So many here are deserving of punctuation and ~ma... so punctuation and ~ma to them that needs/wants.
For your viewing or headdeskheaddesk pleasure I bring you a communication log entry from my boss.
[sic] Any request for end of March looks like Match in her handwriting, 1st part of April needs to be in the schedule is being worked on. + request need to be okayed b-4 scheduled out or switches will need to be done. Schedule will be out next week at the latest. For the Mar 23 - April schedule.
Here is a cat link that is damn near as addictive as stacking. [link] Roll the cursor around and watch the reaction.
We had the Hailstorm of the Apocalypse as I left work today.
My
intent
was to move to the Pacific Northwest, not bring about the end of the world (as we know it) ((and I feel full of sushi and fiiiiiiiiiiine)).
SoCal was in the midst of a drought until I decided to move. The hell?
I feel like I need to clarify that my landlords are great. I love my apartment and they're good friends. I think that what happened was more of a misunderstanding, perhaps exacerbated by my crappy, crappy evening. I was frustrated, but I wouldn't be at all surprised if I just wasn't making things clear enough. But thanks for the support. It's really appreciated.
Oh. Well, I am going to be supportive anyway. Cause it was clear to me that running water / stuff down the drain was making the bad brown water happen in your place. Thus? While good people? Shouldn't make the bad stuff happen after once been told.
Granted? I cried when I turned the wrong way getting to Perkin's house this afternoon. I might be a wee weeeeeeee bit emotional. And supportive. Cause I am just that kind of girl.
No SARS, Trudy. Avoid the turduckens, infect the neos and in a few days it'll be all good.
Andi, are they on the really really bad crack? The one where you can't spell or type actual sentences? @@ ad naseum.
Can't find my thermometer. I'd feel better if I knew HOW sick I was on some numeric scale.
Going to sleep now. Time to die.
