I pay $1010 for a one-bedroom in a crappy though safe neighborhood. I would like an accelerated metabolism, please. I would like to live somewhere that isn't Jersey, but I don't dare leave my stupid well-paying job. A debt collector called me today and left a stern message without telling me what it was about, and I'll fret all weekend until I can call them on Tuesday; even though I paid all my debts off last year and it has to be a mistake, I'm tied up in knots wondering what fresh hell THIS is. Buffistas talk about food a lot, so I'll share that I ate chocolate cake for dinner, AIFG. Also, OTC Afrin is a treacherous bitch. After a blissful day of breathing through BOTH nostrils, I can't breathe at all now, and will be forced to go back to Afrin in order to sleep tonight.
Ailleann, body freezing, face flushed is a common state for me too. I don't know what it means. Unless it's part of the wonky endocrine system thing.
But what I *really* want to know is -- why don't I have any good cheese in my refrigerator? Oh, the humanity.
because you suck?
What, it's been WEEKS since I said that.
I haev some unopened Gouda. Would that do?
because you suck?
Maybe YOU are bogarting all the SWISS CHEESE, hmmmmm?
No cheese with wine is sad-making.
Zen, the next time I'm near NJ, we should get together. Although I don't actually know where in NJ you are. Still!
Numb3rs is boring me and my stomach is upset. I wonder if ice cream will help.
Sure. It's right next to the bacon.
I miss what I paid in MSP for my HUGE two-bedroom, but I love living in San Francisco. And I do have a cute apartment.
Yeah, when I lived in DC, I moved from one neighborhood to another. My rent
doubled.
And I didn't regret it for a sec.
Are we repeating CS conversations here? Because I've had a doozy trying to get my sister's cell turned back on this week.
I haev some unopened Gouda. Would that do?
Yes! Send it through the Interpipe, please. IM IN UR INTRNT, EETING UR GOOOODA.
I pulled a groin muscle by coughing while walking up the stairs.
I'm taking a (ginger) stand and saying that's not fair.
(I'm also trying not to worry that I've herniated anything, because it does seem to just be a groin thing, but I'm a bit of a mental case about myself, lately.)