My driver's license that I lost in January was mailed back to me. CRAZEE! I should send a Thank You note.
I safely made it to the far away library branch and got my book plus a few others. YAY!
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.
My driver's license that I lost in January was mailed back to me. CRAZEE! I should send a Thank You note.
I safely made it to the far away library branch and got my book plus a few others. YAY!
Anyone know the song that was playing at the end of House tonight? It's very familiar, but I can't pinpoint it, and it's driving me nuts.
aurelia, I think it's 0/25 -- 25 inch waist.
Hm. Okay. That would be a rare size.
eta: In looking at something with more options, the waist measurement is more obvious. In that font the 5 looks a lot like an S though.
If you are Jewish or have attended many many passovers for whatever reason the following is really really funny:
The Two-Minute Haggadah -A Passover service for the impatient.
Others may find it amusing as well.
In looking at something with more options, the waist measurement is more obvious. In that font the 5 looks a lot like an S though.
That's the only reason I knew -- I looked at the full size list.
OMG so tired. Someone come take the dog out for me, okay?
Anyone know the song that was playing at the end of House tonight? It's very familiar, but I can't pinpoint it, and it's driving me nuts.
It sounded like America the Beautiful to me, Jessica.
OMG so tired. Someone come take the dog out for me, okay?
Ditto.
House: has an Adena Watson case. Cool.
What is with today? What did I ever do to it? Why did it have to snap at me so? My thigh is jacked and I only hope it's back to being workable by tomorrow. This evening, not so much with the weight bearing and the flexing.
It's funny--one of the women at krav has deemed something my angry face and keeps trying to talk me out of it when she sees it.
None of them have seen it. None of them will see it. It's the face I make when I'm avoiding eye contact and rifling through my bag. Or when I'm staring into the corner of the room as I stalk off, before anyone catches up with me.
The face she thinks is an angry face is just my concentrating face. My angry face is the face I make when my left leg gets taken out so I shift to left-handed stance and then get kicked upwards in the rib cage. Not the face I make during a difficult drill. People don't get to see the angry face. It is not for public consumption.
It's a thing.
I am so not in a good mood. But at least I'm going to be going to bed well before eleven. And the migraine didn't come back.
I hope your thigh is much better tomorrow, ita. And continued ~ma for no migraines.