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Guess I'll have to buy it.
'War Stories'
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t stamps foot
Guess I'll have to buy it.
Jilli's too much of a winter for that hat.
I, on the other hand, am not! Yay, brown!
Sigh. Not that I'd wear it if I could have it.
I've always wondered what season I am. Google-ing, I'm gonna say autumn.
You know, in my world of twisted etiquette.
I don't have a cat!
OMG! Some day I'm going to have a cat and name it Eddie.
Ha!
Oh, I love this one. I'm a sucker for the Edwardian era stuff.
Actually, I loved almost all the clothes in Iron-Jawed Angels, which is set just a little bit later.
So, after all the bitching I did about the last landlord, I'm hesitant to even post the word landlord on the board.
But, I am so impressed with the new landlord. He's a little forgetful, but when you ask him to do something, he does it *right* away. Before it got cold enough to turn on the heat, he said he'd be bringing by a new filter before I had to turn the heat on. Well, he didn't, and I was too lazy to call. And, then I haven't needed the heat. So, I looked ahead at the weather and decided I may need it soon. Since my asthma's been a little testy, I decided it would be good to have the filter replaced before I turned the heat on again.
I called my landlord. At 3:30 on Friday afternoon, which was a bit irresponsible. So, when he said he was leaving to go out of town in the morning, I told him it could wait (I'm gonna be at my parent's much of next week, anyways). But, a few minutes later, he called me back. I had mentioned my asthma, and he didn't want me to wait. He needed to know the size, 'cause he was gonna buy it and come over.
AND, to top that off, he bought the expensive, good filter, because he doesn't want me having any asthma troubles because of the furnace. I think he's getting Christmas cookies.
I have had good landlords in my life. Rarely, but sometimes. I agree that when they happen, they are to be treasured and given Christmas cookies.
Yay for quality landlords!
All the clothing links make me warm to even look at them. I'm thinking I need to stick to tank tops and shorts.
YAY landlord who rocks!