Aimee, hit him where it hurts - sell something of his to pay for new keys.

Make it something really good, and get those shoes for your IT gal.

vw, I thpppppbt in the general direction of the triage nurse and the doctor who is not calling you back. ~ma for betterness.

Good things? I am drinking sugar free hot chocolate.

My boss just brought me cheese fries. That is a good thing.

So....has anyone had anything *good* happen to them lately? Because it seems like Perpetual Existential Rain Of Toads is falling upon the Bitches.

Ummm... this morning I had a blood draw, and I neither cried nor punched anyone nor lurched up out of my chair and fled out the door (all of which I have done in the past). Also, on Saturday I found an ungodly gorgeous vintage dress. Not in the least a sexy dress, but cuter than a boxful of buttons, fits me like a slightly roomy glove (i.e., I can not only wear it, I can wear it and go out and eat an actual meal without splitting a seam), fits over my extra-big crinolines perfectly, and only $34.

Also, Jess has cute hair today, Fay's haircut rocks, ita has a 3-day migraine-smiting success record, and hot cocoa is happening somewhere in Minnesota. All of which make me very very happy, though truthfully I really just want to go home and pet my new dress.

eta: Forgot to mention the orgasm and the cheese fries -- still not as good as the dress, but mighty delightful.

So....has anyone had anything *good* happen to them lately? Because it seems like Perpetual Existential Rain Of Toads is falling upon the Bitches.

I found a wee froggie inside my car door frame yesterday. It was adorable, and I set it free in the shrubby area next to the parking lot--not too far from a swamp. I doubt it would have enjoyed my office complex quite as much.

I got new black flats on super-reduced sale for $6 yesterday.

I got a short spring haircut on my lunch hour today.

I found a cool job to apply for in the city that I wanted to live in when I was 12. (Traverse City, MI--hey, at 12 I had no idea that I could move to New York or Geneva.)

My manager just lent me My Neighboro Totoro.

Wait, there was an orgasm? How'd I miss that?

ETA: I'm being purred at by Daniel's cat, Harvey. This is also good. It will be even better if he keeps purring after I take my dish into the kitchen.

Gooooooood afternoon. I'm tired and boy do I want a nap, which of course means my day isn't over until 9 or 10. But I've accomplished a lot today:

• made it to work before my boss did
• had my oil changed
• acquired materials needed for presentation
• tutored my elementary school kid
• ordered catering for tomorrow's event

and probably some other stuff. Sadly there is still much to do:

• actually print and finish presentation materials
• have coffee with friend
• work out with friend
• attend mini-movie fest for women's history month
• attend hispanic outreach project monthly meeting
• do ALL THE HOMEWORK EVER

and double sadly, my boss is still being an uncommunicative jerk. But you know what? Sixty-nine days.

(And yes, I totally spelled that as "sexty" first.)

These are so hot! I totally need them for my walls at home.

{{{{vw}}}}

Can't think of anything that's not neutral or another rain of toads for the topic at hand, though. My leg doesn't hurt quite as much as it did for the past week & 1/2? That's about all I got.

{{{vw}}}

{{{aimee}}}

Ummm, I was able to postpone a bill so that I have some $$ to live on for the next couple of weeks. (Okay, not miraculously good, but a relief to me.)

I took a nap

that's a good thing.