sara, you can have rabbit ears AND a magical device. They are not mutually exclusive.
The Crying of Natter 49
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.
I just got off the phone with my sister (who lives in Vegas, and who will be getting married there in October, but not by an Elvis impersonator, much to my disappointment), and she has sad news--she found her cat Latte dead under the guest bed today. Latte was 15 years old, and had been doing poorly the last few weeks.
Dude, Kat, they put her in frilly cap sleeves and high necks that just make her look wrawful. It's obvious fashion either is sick, sick, sick or someone hates her.
Yeah...it's gross. Who wants to see a diarrhea dance? And yet some overpaid hoople took it to his boss and thought he'd get the bonus for it. he probably did. Now I'm sick, too.
Oh, I don't know about whiny babies. This cable shit has pushed me over the edge. Three calls to Time Warner Cable and one to TiVo, and hopefully this is all fucking done.
If it's not, it's going to stay undone, because I cannot do anything more today. I am empty.
Oh, Kathy, that's just horrible about Latte.
sara, you can have rabbit ears AND a magical device. They are not mutually exclusive.
Really? I have rabbit ears. I am magical deviceless.
Hey, Teach, how's it going so far?
sara, I wonder what she did to piss off the wardrobe people!
ita, I'd offer to help. Iffen you really need it, I can be on the phone with you.
ChiKat, we have rabbit ears and a tivo. It all works.
Kathy, sad about Latte.
They are not mutually exclusive.
No, but me and those things currently are. Bottom line is I'm freaking cheap and can bumble along without.
Mom just sent me an email that freaked me out. Last time the subject line was a pet's name, it was cause it died. This time? Little One/Sprocket actually ventured out amongst strangers and was happy to do so. Made cuddly and all that shit, even with men, who she normally fears. This is a cat I drag out of hiding every visit and forcibly try to socialize. (Dad found her by a road when she was wee, probably just after her first heat and litter, with a broken pelvis and took her to their vet. She lived in the bathroom until her pelvis healed and has always been freaked by people, men especially.)