I hardly recognize beth's posts now that she's got spellcheck.

I hardly recognize beth's posts now that she's got spellcheck.

no extra e's or reversed letters

Aimee, get some rest. May your dreams be sweet enough to grant a bit of peace.

::hugs on Aimee, and skips everything else to say...:

I think I have a job, if I want it. At a family-run kennel, for cash under the table, maybe twenty (or more) hours a week. Essentially cleaning up poop and pee, walking the hounds, and scrubbing place down every day.

I'm kind of unreasonably excited by this.

Dear Skinny People of the World:

If you are out on a walk with a fat friend who is having to breathe a little deeper than you on the hills, please do not bother to lecture about how to lose weight. In particular do not go on and on about how bad for you the Atkins Diet is if you "tried" it but didn't actually follow the instructions. Trust me, while you are flapping your gums, your fat friend will be NOT be thinking, "Wow, this skinny person really knows all about it, her advice is so NEW and Different. I should really do what she says!" In reality, your fat friend will be pondering your lack of reading comprehension skills, and trying to find a polite way to say, "Shut the fuck up before I beat you to death with a cluestick." If you observe that your fat friend replies to all your brilliant weight loss tips, "Yes, I got down to a size 24 that way once," you may rest assured that the fourth time your fat friend says that, what it really means is, "Where's that cluestick? I need to jam it into your mouth to shut you up." No, really. Just stop.

TA ever so, No love, your fat friend

X-posty with LJ

AmyLiz, I hope that job works out for you.

I hardly recognize beth's posts now that she's got spellcheck.

no extra e's or reversed letters

Good jbo, Beeeeeth!

please do not bother to lecture about how to lose weight.

Heh. Let me just add "....EVER!!!" to that exhortation. Because, look -- I'm 35 years old, I have a job and a college degree, I manage to cross the street without getting flattened by a truck or Segway, and I have more than a rudimentary knowledge of computers and other technological wonders.

Based on that, HOW do you think I managed to NOT EVER hear about "how to lose weight" in those 35 years?!?

Add to that the fact that I watch TV and movies, I read newspapers and magazines and large sections of the internets -- DO YOU THINK I JUST MISSED THE COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF DIET ADVICE that the media provides on a daily basis?

I am fat. I am not missing brain matter. Jesus.

Ahem. (Yeah, you could say I got me some issues.)

ION, I am home b/c this headache is well and truly the worst migraine I have ever had. It's receding a bit, finally, but I still want to drill a hole in my skull to let the demons out. I've been in bed, in the dark, all day until now, because noise and light made me grab my head and keen and cry. (Which was not helped when my next-door neighbor decided, at noon, that it was time for Def Jam to start up.) This is the first time today that the light of the laptop monitor hasn't made me want to puke.

goes to sit with Steph, brings some Graeters

Cereal, because it deserves its own post:

::AimeeLoveAimeeLoveAimeeLoveAimeeLoveAimeeLove::

"Where's that cluestick? I need to jam it into your mouth to shut you up"

How many carbs does a cluestick have?

My god, I want a bag of potato chips. Cheddar and sour cream. Or sour cream and onion.