Is Cellulitis of Leg the same as Cellulite on Leg?
I'm pretty sure Raq isn't talking about one of my congressional reps.
No, I'm not. You can cross that off the list of things to worry about. I don't believe any Bitches are represented by these b--tards (maybe Ginger is, not sure). And also {{{Cash}}}.
JZ, sweet Jesus in a smoking birchbark canoe! Here I was griping about the $250 that all of my VD tests together cost! (Also 100% clean, in case anyone's keeping track). That's...wow.
Today wasn't a total loss, though, and this might cheer up and distract y'all: I learned that there's a liquid explosive called "Astroglide."
I wish I could say I learned that while reading about this year's winner of the Darwin Awards, but fortunately it seems that no one has confused the two substances. Yet.
$4100 just for the privilege of staying in a room overnight?
I told Jacqueline we should've Pricelined the hotel.
She wasn't in the ICU. Just up in L&D.
Lusty and Diseased.
I was gonna go with Light Ampersanding Diode.
I don't believe any Bitches are represented by these b--tards (maybe Ginger is, not sure).
I think the senators are both in the state. I would not be surprised if Saxby Chambliss and his family behaved that way. My Representative is Cynthia McKinney. She has many faults, but I don't think the desire to throw crockery in Greece is one of them. Throwing crockery here, possibly.
Ok, it must be Middle School Teachers Hiring Week, cause my sister just got her first teaching job - Middle School Algebra and Pre-Algebra and 1 computer class.
YAY MIDDLE SCHOOL MATH TEACHERS!
Is Cellulitis of Leg the same as Cellulite on Leg?
Not at all.
You can live with cellulite, though you might not want to; cellulitis might just kill you.
As I was walking to the bathroom, a co-worker in the admin department greeted me. We're on friendly terms ever since we met at a company party in April.
"Hi, Sunil."
"Hi," I said.
She dropped her voice down a little as she said, "I just wanted to let you know that I,
personally,
am taking care of your paperwork."
"Oh," I said.
"So I don't want you fretting anymore. I'm going to make this happen."
"Thank you," I said.
TAKE THAT, MOM.
I had cellulitis on my face. It was teh suck.
