Jesse and I, we have so much dirt, it's fun.
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'll just raise my pimp cup. I got mad love for all y'all.
back from Memiors of a Geisha. It was better than I had expected, liked it. saw a friend I don't see nearly enough of so that was also nice.
I think I should go to bed rather than try to start another movie tonight.
Sleep, msbelle. Don't engage Jesse. THE PIMP.
Ho says what?
Any YouTube links for Jesse's pimp roll?
So, the one day, the one Saturday, I said I couldn't work- I am now scheduled to work. We're talking Mardi Gras type craziness on my street, no parking, no moving. We were told when we moved down here, "Stay home for the day or leave for the day." I'm taking a cab, billing the company and taking pictures to show why I couldn't leave in my car, and why the taxi took an hour to get to work. I live a block from this [link]
I'm following some of the links in the Chicago Tribune blog entry about the top 50 websites, and I've been reminded of Stuff on My Cat.
Let's use the cat as an end table...
Ugh. Feeling very bite me.
Doctor wouldn't rule out chicken pox, which means effectively diagnosing chicken pox even though her symptoms didn't correspond to his description of it. So now I'm left worried that it might actually BE chicken pox, and if so, my son is about to get it. Plus he still has an ear infection.
I realize this is all small potatoes in the world of childhood illnesses, but I'm still unhappy about it.
I hope the kidlet gets better soon, whatever it is she has, Burrell.
I'm in Seattle. Yay.