Irony or coincidence?
Just as I *FINALLY* get through to someone at the EDD, I get an email from them saying, "Sorry. Our bad. We're sending the forms."
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Irony or coincidence?
Just as I *FINALLY* get through to someone at the EDD, I get an email from them saying, "Sorry. Our bad. We're sending the forms."
I'm glad you finally found a human (?) at EDD, Aimee.
Timelies, all.
Question for the hivemind.
I bought this pair of shoes on Friday: [link] I've worn them twice. The toes are totally scuffed and no longer brown, and I can't figure out why that would have happened (except that I was playing Ring Around the Rosie with E yesterday, but still). Should I try to polish them? Take them back? What would you guys do?
Slept most of the morning. My temp's gone from 100.6 last night to 96.5 now. Breathing still hurts, but I'm feeling much less like crap now.
Thanks for all the Birthday wishes! I still haven't dragged my sorry ass out of bed.
Thanks for all the Birthday wishes! I still haven't dragged my sorry ass out of bed.
Dude, it's your birthday! SLEEP IN! All day! Play some XBox! Eat cake!
As Bob Ross would say, or Zombie Bob Ross in this day and age, it's your world!
And happy birthday, Mistah!
DREW!
Plei, your hair is quite wonderful. And your daughter is just such a card.
Well, I have some thing I need to do, so I will have to get up at some point. Also, we're recording the next episode of B-Movie Bastards tonight.
Happy Birthday wishes, Drew!
We're looking at two more apartments today.
Tons of apartment~ma, sj.
Poor Ginger. I hope the doctor is able to get that damn alien DNA to get out, Get Out, GET OUT. And it's good to hear that you're feeling less like crap, Hil.
Took the day off from work for family stuff and I'm already done with my errands. Woo! Free day! Now I just need to figure out what I'm going to do with myself all day...