Tiggy, dude. I know some people, if you know what I mean. That's appalling.
Kat, that did not happen. Your friend didn't happen to end up married to a companion, did they?
I'm in the ER, letting my ride nap. He's been carting me around for hours (this is our 3rd hospital). I am on morphine, so excuse any errors. I have managed to catch my dilaudid-fucked posts, but I don't have much experience in pretending not to be altered by this particular drug. Well, there was that one time with Burrell's husband, but that was forever ago.
Fuck editing. Blackberry+narcotics make editing to add a no-no.
I am still afraid of being sold into slavery, specifically Middle Passage style, so I sympathise with the Nazi and the shark in a swimming pool fear. It only has to resonate, not make sense.
Welcome, BigD.
3rd hospital? That does NOT sound like fun. I hope you can get decent treatment there, ita.
They just put a screaming baby in the bed next to me...
Just undid the morphine and much of the dilaudid.
I hate to ask to move, but it's that or huge amounts of drugs.
Welcome, BigDuluth!
Tiggy, that's horrible. I can't imagine having someone cosign for you and not be totally careful of them. My father-in-law did for us when we bought my first car (I was so young I had no credit at all) and we specifically refinanced when we went into the field to make sure we didn't screw him up.
The ends of people's dates cannot be worse than then end of the SO & my first date. Lo, it is a narrative. But there was screaming and crying and rending of flesh and tearing of hair. And not by me. And not by the SO. O, the drama.
Tell me a thing that made you happy recently.
Hmm, I can think of a few. News of Tom's date. That's really quite excellent. And, second date!
- Wallybee advancing on me with a Dustbuster in hand intoning "Unclean! Unclean!"
- Apparently my sister is up the duff. I think intentionally.
- Visiting Werribee Zoo with Wallybee on Saturday. There was a newborn vervet monkey. That was cool.
- Learning Chinese. If nothing else, my current level of mastery of the language never fails to make Wallybee laugh. (I'm at the stage of constructing sentences to practise grammar. For instance, to practise sequential sentences I've been translating "First you get the money, then you get the power, then you get the women."
The only time I formally asked to take someone out it ended in me remembering the directions but leaving the address. I ended up driving home and back (1hr) armed with an address and for all my troubles being stuck watching Legally Blonde 2. Sometimes at night I wake up screaming...
Apparently my sister is up the duff. I think intentionally.
"Up the duff"? Please to translate for the insomniac Midwestern Americans? Because I'm thinking it can't possibly be a metaphor for what I think it's a metaphor for.
"Up the duff"? Please to translate for the insomniac Midwestern Americans? Because I'm thinking it can't possibly be a metaphor for what I think it's a metaphor for.
Verily, verily doth it mean knocked up. Bun in the oven. In the
Alien
way.
