Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Ugh, I feel sick, and I've been away from Chelsea for an hour and a half!
In other news, however, I want to note that Rodney Yee And His Enormous Package are now taken. I think it may have been Ellen who coined that, but whoever did, he has no other name for me since.
I get that. I'm busting out of my 12s at this point. I felt fat at weights I'd kill to be now, and really, feel no more fat (in that I'm no more down on myself) even though I'm at least 30 lbs heavier. I just feel like me, and never felt small/slim/whatever, even when I was. That I was, is only even seeable to me, now that I'm not.
I won't rub in the monday morning gronklies by saying that I have the day off.
Good luck Chi-Kat!
I don't know that I should be a size 4, Jesse. I just like that I was. Even briefly.
Of course, of course. We just laugh at the idea that size 10 is the EMERGENCY! MUST LOSE WEIGHT! size on the teevee.
Rodney Yee And His Enormous Package
I'm pretty sure Victor coined the term. I've never thought of him as anything else since.
In order to do any useful work, I have to fill out a "change request form", so that it can be approved.
The form includes two separate fields, "Purpose for Change", and "Reason for Change".
I suspect this means that my job has gotten a little too bureaucratic.
Purpose: To fix thing that is broken.
Reason: It's broken.
Kat, can you hide that picture? B's very shy.
NY is weird. So far LA doesn't smell of strange things unless it was that one time with the jasmine.
At least not my neck of the woods.
Libkitty, it was suggested here, actually. It gives me enough time to get clear of the trigger smell, and prevents it from lingering.
Dammit. I gotta go tweak my damned resume.
Actually, that Joe Millionaire weight-loss woman isn't a size 4; she's a 2. I only know this because that commercial is on ALL THE FUCKING TIME, and she giggles in the most insipid way every time she says "This is a 2!"
t /fat girl with issues
I feel like I had something else of import to say, but my mind is a blank. Huh.
New Yorkers, no offense to your fair city, but the quarterly "What's that SMELL?" is....kinda weird. What's next, rain of toads?
Anyone here hate the word "blogosphere"? Then this is the t-shirt for you: [link]