ggggggggggggggggggg. That's my response to the Trotter's meal.

Mmmmmm, thank you shrift for sharing the tale. That sounds divine.

I've had no issue with very fine dining on other's dimes. So let it be known far and wide that I would be delighted to be anyone's guest for such a dining adventure.

I'm vibing so very hard for brilliance and a treatment that works, ita. So very glad they bumped you up to tomorrow.

Exactly this.

shrift, that's sounds just amazing.

Which I'll do after I finish mentally roleplaying laying prostrate at the dentist's feet, begging not to be lectured or scolded.

Just tell 'em that if they make you feel bad, you're NEVER COMING BACK. I always fear the dental dressing down, too, but I don't think I've ever actually gotten one, or, at least, not a memorable one.

Then again, I have to go to the dentist, too, and don't want to. Bleh.

ION, I bought a couple of the energy smart light bulbs tonight. First one out of the package, I dropped and broke. Greeeeaaaaat. Anyway, I figure I'll replace bulbs slowly with them as the regular ones burn out.

And I also finally signed up for the new(ish) curbside recycling program last week and put my first batch of stuff out tonight. I'm feeling just a little environmentally virtuous right now. Miles to go, you know, but it's a start.

Charlie Trotter's. Wow.

Just tell 'em that if they make you feel bad, you're NEVER COMING BACK.

That's what got me into the situation in the first place. Well, not really, but close. I had a good dentist last time, but before that was bad and denial set in. Needless to say, I'm ashamed of a) the condition of my mouth and b) that I avoided a dentist as long as I have. I'm not telling how long. It's shameful and ridic. There's really no excuse. Which adds to the shame cycle.It's totally on me and my choices. And issues. I don't like authority figures, even to my detriment.

God, msbelle, I really need to come up. I'm so lame. Mom is begging me to visit and all I want to do is cry. I think I've developed an inertia to travel FOR NO GOOD REASON. But I want to.

Hope mac takes all that is coming with aplomb and your life gets easier.

Stupid geography.

desultory

deh-SUL-try

BUNNY, with a rich liver sauce.

I definitely approve. Meals like that don't happen very often, but it's important to take the opportunity when it does happen. Good on you for also getting the tour and all of the fixins.

Oh, I completely understand, sarameg. I've gone for at least four or five years without seeing a dentist in the past, and every month I avoided made me feel that much more guilty about it. Shame spiral, indeed. And it's not like I've been to one in the last year. Things need doing that I just don't want to deal with, and that's just not bright of me.

JenP, exactly.

Ok, and now I'm gonna cry, I think. I gave T (neighbor across the way who I tutored last summer for her play camp) a gift card as they will probably be moving soon/ end of school year. She just came over to show me what all she bought with it. Lotsa pink shirts, and pink is so her color! God, I loveher. And I talked to her dad and got to tell him how much him sharing his daughter with me meant.

Seriously, goo.

Gah. Somebody please tell me how I'm supposed to respond to an RFP question requiring us to identify all of our offices (there are 160-some), number of specialists in a particular function, and a couple of other details when they have explicitly limited our responses to a maximum of 100 words per question? For fuck's sake.

Somebody please tell me how I'm supposed to respond to an RFP question requiring us to identify all of our offices (there are 160-some), number of specialists in a particular function, and a couple of other details when they have explicitly limited our responses to a maximum of 100 words per question?

Write out the answer, taking as many words required. Save the answer as a text file. Compress the file with Zip. Convert the Zip binary file into hexadecimal. Copy and paste the hex as your answer.