Only I could have unresolved shit with a cat.
Nah, you and all other cat owners, I think.
looks at scars.
Yeah. Glad the little furball made it home safely, though!
I'm quite tickled by people getting in trouble for having sex in private, rather than in public. Nice.
Reaper
sounds rather good.
So, my skirt has split. And it's 11am, and I'm going to be teaching until 4pm (if we include my journalism club after school). If I hitch the floor-length skirt up a bit, it's still a very long skirt and the rip isn't obvious. So I don't need to go home and get changed, right?
I don't need to go home and get changed, right?
As long as you're comfortable I agree.
I hate my Sensei
I hate my Sensei
I hate my fucking Sensei
Nah, that's not true. I'm just never getting out of this bed again. Which is a bummer what with me having a Sensei to kill and all.
The first day in my new class went fine and hurt plenty and then I went and, foolishly it would appear, sat down with my classmate and got some dinner...
When I got off the stool my left leg BUCKLED. I caught myself on a neighboring stool. She's laughing. I'm laughing (and sort of screaming). Apparently we now have two forms of this leg: straight or bent. Switching between the two not so much.
I start swearing at her: fuck you! fuck you! fuck sensei lopez! fuck Lyman! fuck anyone ever named Schulmann
I'll just never move it again. Problem solved.
Trudy, wanna borrow one of my crutches?
Only if I can smack my sensei with it.
I'm sure you heard that Eastern Market was chosen as one of the 10 Superlative Neighborhoods in the US?
Hey, so was North Beach! Made me think of juliana to hear that.
Very exciting, Sean! Much~ma.
Glad you were able to recognise where you went wrong, Trudy (ie - sitting down and having dinner. Obviously where the problem is). Hope you are perambulatory again soon.
I'm no fool, T (well, other than the sitting on a stool thing), I refilled my flexoril perscription yesterday.
I might be able to move tomorrow.
Maybe
Why was I so tired of being flabby and weak? Really, the "big fat girl watching her youth and vigor slide away" really was working for me.
sure, as long as y'all don't break it. I mean, they are aluminum... but... super sensei power and all. I'd hate to see the custom sticks broke.
Yeah, he could probably shatter it with his thumb or something. But thanks for the offer.
any old-school wooden ones lying around?
Sorry Trudy. No old school wooden ones. Them things suck! Hope ya get your land legs back soon.