Is Cellulitis of Leg the same as Cellulite on Leg?
Not at all.
Just up in L&D.
Law & Disorder?
[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.
Is Cellulitis of Leg the same as Cellulite on Leg?
Not at all.
Just up in L&D.
Law & Disorder?
Law & Disorder?
Lusty and Diseased.
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.
I went to my great uncle's for lunch today. A great uncle I haven't seen since I was about three. He is a most lovely man. He used to be a chef for noble families all over Enland, and he now live in a retirement cottage on the estate of Lord and Lady Halifax. He lives in the most adorable little village with two pug dogs, and is just full of stories. It's so nice to meet bits of family that you've sort of forgotten about and then actually like.
I like your family, Jars. Can I share with you? Pretend to be some long lost cousin from the colonies?
{{{{{{Sean, Brenda, et al.}}}}}}
Someone tell me to put the laundry out on the line, then walk over to the farmers' market to see if there is anything I want/need - particularly local honey. Will check the health food store next, but I'm bloody sick of these allergies.