I was totally hoping to get that in under the wire. Unemployment is good for something, I guess. Thanks for the loan!

Happy birthday Kristin and Maria! Happy belated birthday -t!

Happy Birthday! Kirstin and Maria!

quonset hut

You know, I had to go look that up, cause in the little corner of the world where I grew up, Quonset Hut is a chain of record stores.

(And they looked like a mock-up of a little grass hut, not house-in-a-half-pipe! Screw you, Quonset Hut! You always stank like pot anyways!)

Good luck and closing~ma to you, Jessica!

I got my teeth cleaned today and it's the first time I'm using my dental insurance. My hygenist (who I've seen for years) said my teeth looked better than last time. She also gave me a recommendation for an oral surgeon to take out my wisdom teeth. I've waited until I had insurance to make the appointment (and because i'm a coward when it comes to dentists).

But I was very brave and booked a consultation for March.

Jessica, I have bunches of baby stuff that Matilda's outgrowing (some very girly, but a surprising amount nicely gender-neutral) and no longer using (eight billion swaddling blankets -- she loathes them now, but oh they were a godsend when she was wee and new). Most of it was passed on to me from other Buffistas and I'm eager to share the largesse -- just let me know whether to send 'em now-ish to your current address, or wait a few weeks and send them to the new place (and, if so, what the address is).

just let me know whether to send 'em now-ish to your current address, or wait a few weeks and send them to the new place (and, if so, what the address is).

Wait a few weeks, and I'll email you with the new address. Thanks so much! (And I'm not picky about gender-appropriate clothing for newborns -- at that age, functionality trumps color every time.)

I have not had time to read Bitches in days and days, but now I am in O'Hare with nothing to do for a few hours...(stupid plane was delayed just long enough for me to get to the gate here for my connection, and see the plane I wanted sit there for about 10 minutes (but not let me on) and then leave without me. Voila, instant 5 hour layover)

So now I catch up.

Yay for Amych's found dog! Boo for getting out in the first place

Happy Birthday, Suzi! Happy Birthday, Kristin! Happy Birthday, Maria! Happy Birthday, -t!

Boo surgery for Robin, but yay getting it over with

teach a BC calculus course to overachievers while coaching the Academic Decathlon team.

That sounds awesome! I think you should do that. :)

The professional in my says Controllled Sound, the artist in me neeeeeeeeeeeds Diablo Sound. A website in black and crimson.

I read on, in trepidation of what further posts from the past may reveal...was the decision made? Did he go crazy? Will there be links in 100 posts to a crazy crazy website? This is the fun of reading from teh future...

Seems they randomly dropped half my company from the insurance plan on 1/1/07, which was the day we started on their freaking plan.

Wow, that sucks.

Teppy, you are not a bad girlfriend, we all need and should make the most of, our alone time.

Heh. Suddenly, this sounds REALLY DIRTY. Make the most of that alone time...with batteries!

I've played a few games of I Never back in the day. It often annoyed me, as the game seemed to always evolve into sexual bragging....

But if you're playing with some friends, it's fun to do it as a "I KNOW you've done this crazy thing and people will demand answers...". I also love that so often, people feel compelled to be honest, even though they blush and stammer and don't want to answer questions...

Although I hope that the storm blows through on Tuesday, because on Wednesday we fly to Paris.

Duuuuuude! So jealous.

I also love that so often, people feel compelled to be honest, even though they blush and stammer and don't want to answer questions...

Or, as happened on Saturday, there will be (among many other digressions) a discussion as to the physical possiblities of being "knee-deep in pussy" (thank you, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang) and very vocal reminders that some things are just metaphors.

I would like to continue relating the tales of hilarity that ensues when one plays "I Never" whilst drinking Dom Perignon with Buffistae, but what happens in I Never stays in I Never.

Wait wait! I get it, that's a metaphor!