But Tom is at home, Nora!

sj, that sucks. I say deduct it, too, and tell the landlord why.

Thanks, Nora. It is once again that tricky situation of their landlord is not ours, but I am going to call my landlord and clarify with him that the the people upstairs are supposed to do it.

But Tom is at home, Nora!

That is the ONLY thing that is keeping me even just thinking about going home.

lisah, when did you get your oil? Did your furnace start up, all right. I skipped and skimmed a lot, today.

Shower for the shower-worthy boy. If he's not really shower-worthy, there's no harm and no foul. If he is, you'll be sorry if you don't. I always feel more like going out once I've showered, anyhow.

lisah, when did you get your oil? Did your furnace start up, all right.

I actually got it before 11! (I complained so much all over the place all morning that it seemed like the heat was off for much longer, i'm sure) and the furnace did start up.

I am truly filthy so I would shower even if i was just going to be with my dear friends.

Amy, don't fret. I'm not even as smart as you.

Oh lordy. I think we know who is not as smart as either of you.

In Ohio it's illegal to deduct rent, even for an expense that is clearly the landlord's responsibility. Instead, you have to go to your local rent board and complain if the landlord doesn't give you your money back.

Thanks for all the good wishes guys. I thought I'd have time to post this afternoon, but children home for a snow day who have been cooped up with too many fruit snacks are not conducive to quiet computer time. I'm still having a lovely day.

Kristin, no hiding your pills under your chicken noodle soup! Get better, please?

It's funny because I discovered that I kind of have 2 types. Greg is like one. He's a redhead, safe, comfortable, geeky and perverted. The other is an ugly/sensual, stringy tall, black leather bad boy. I realized after I met Greg that I'd been dating guys who looked a lot like him for the last couple of years, while still thinking my type was the other. Though sometimes people just surprise me into a reaction and I'm not sure why.

It's stressful when the heat goes out in this crazyass weather. I was nearly raving Friday night, and ours hadn't even gone out -- the thingie was just reading "Empty". I don't know if you can complain too much about it.

Have fun. I just realized I have to go tend to my stew. I should have added the veggies a half hour ago, and totally lost track of time.

I don't think I have a type, either. At least a type that I am primarily attracted to. I've dated just about everybody.

t thinks about it

Or, conversely, I could just have no discretion.

Probably the latter.

Myself though? I am the plucky best friend type. Kind of like Joan Cusack.

Not only that though, Aimee, because you're way too beautiful. You're the pretty girl women would love to hate, 'til they meet you and realize how funny, smart and real you are, under all the pretty.

I am the Funny Fat Friend. Ooh, she's jolly!