(wasn't he in Quaker Oats commercials too?)
Yes. this is what I was thinking about-- he says diabetes very weird (di a be tuhs.) I think I may have actually gone to this thread of thought because I couldn't decide whether or not to get a cookie
Riley ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
(wasn't he in Quaker Oats commercials too?)
Yes. this is what I was thinking about-- he says diabetes very weird (di a be tuhs.) I think I may have actually gone to this thread of thought because I couldn't decide whether or not to get a cookie
Rapidly progressing headcold? Check.
Woke up really late and still had to do laundry to have something to wear to work today? Check.
Managed to drop quarters all over laundry room floor, and then couldn't get the damn door to stay open after closing it to get that last quarter behind the door? Check.
Well then, it must be Monday. Blargh.
Karma police, arrest this girl, her hitler kitty, is making me feel ill
Though a lot of them are also strikingly Chaplinesque.
There needs to be a movie of one of those cats playing with a globe-colored ball....
How is the new place working out, Kathy?
tommy, I thought of you at lunch --in the classified ads someone is giving away their 8 yr old Sphynix.
Holy crapola, this is a doozy of a storm.
Mister Kitty has an elvis sneer. It makes me laugh.
My bad eye is gradually improving. Still too soon to determine how much vision I'll regain, but it's alreay improved a fair amount.
Excellent news!
tommy, I thought of you at lunch --in the classified ads someone is giving away their 8 yr old Sphynix.
aww.... I hope the kitty finds a good home.
Also, the all-cat Triumph of the Will should have the Hitler!Sphynx play Hitler. Then there could be people saying, "He talks about the master species, but he's not even a real cat...."
How is the new place working out, Kathy?
Pretty well, so far. When I went in to pick up my new phonebooks last week, I didn't have to give them my name--they just picked out the package from the batch they were holding for residents. I was surprised that they already know me since I've only been in there a few times (to get a working mailbox key and drop off the rent check).
The cable is a bit wonky (someone disconnected it last week for no particular reason--I think they got me confused with someone else at the main box, and now the On Demand channel's not working), and the elevator can be a bit touchy (it didn't want to move from the third floor when I was trying to go to work this morning), but having AC is wonderful when it's 90 degrees out!
I'm not out of the woods yet, at least, not enough to stop me being nervous, but the doctor says he thinks it's only a bad sprain. X-rays showed no bone damage, at least. If I'm unhappy with how it's healing in three weeks, I'm to go see him again.
t lets out breath she was holding