Oh, AmyLiz. I wish we had the teleporter to get you out of there for a bit. Or to set it on "Mars" and sent your in-laws away.
'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
They're not *blood* family, though...
Obviously. A stake and some holy water won't kill YOU.
JZ, if you make it down to the 'burbs on Sunday, maybe we can hit one of the Target's down here, in case they have more Liz Lange.
Sparky, thanks. I think the so-far kindly bra I just got extras of will tide me over, but if it too starts to induce bra rage I'll come limping back in here begging you for the savior's name.
They're not *blood* family, though...
Oh, dear. I think that makes it double-worse. Is any end in sight, eventually, or will it take either a violent death or a mysterious disappearance?
Lee, this Sunday I'll likely be birthday-lunching with my mom (though I can try to push it earlier -- how late will your thang be running?), but in any case we owe each other a meander through Shopping Land some weekend, so I will definitely sometime take you up on it.
I rant about the same things and I'm not even pregnant.
Exactly what I was thinking. In fact, I just spent $150 on sports bras, because I have finally found one that is comfortable and I can't wear it every day and exercising without a comfortable bra is just too much to ask.
Sorry about the in-laws, Amy. That sounds really unpleasant.
Lee, this Sunday I'll likely be birthday-lunching with my mom (though I can try to push it earlier -- how late will your thang be running?), but in any case we owe each other a meander through Shopping Land some weekend, so I will definitely sometime take you up on it.
Sounds like a plan. I'm also not working on Monday, if that works any better for you.
Happy Birthday JZ!
I got the plastic undercarriage thing on my car ripped off. I tried to go to the dealership after work, explained "I have no money and I can't get this off can you help?" And I was told no. That it was 5:30 and even if it were I didn't have a warranty and they couldn't do anything for free. I should find another solution. When asked for something the woman became really upset, I told her "all I want is a suggestion, this is dragging on the ground and it's not safe." She finally hinted that a tire place might be able to help me.
I totally should have gone to Tire Kingdom first. I had to wait for an hour and I missed belly dancing class, but they put my car up and took the undercarriage thing off and didn't charge me a cent.
Tomorrow I'm going to call and see how much it will cost to fix and how vital it is.
here I am bursting in on the car stuff only, but... NOT that I live in a big sccity, but car troubles is really where I miss small town living. Taking the car down to the guy at the Keystone station who comes in to the Shurfine where I work and just saying-- what can you do for me, I have no money-- and them actually helping because you get them their lotto tickets or get them change for their business when they run out when the bank is closed. That is the bomb. And I miss it LOTS.