When I gouged my finger (with a butter knife, trying to open a frozen bagel), it took all day to stop bleeding, and in the evening they told me I could have gotten stiches in the morning, but it was too late by then.

Oh yeah same thing happened to me when I cut my finger trying to open a container of hummus. I was hostessing a party so No Time for ER! eh. it was fine.

And I did it again recently on a broken glass.

OK, see y'all later!!

The Golden Notebook is really good.I was too young for it, probably, but spent my late teens very "I Know My ForeMothers...ask me how!" and read a lot of feminism's greatest hits(The Women's Room being my biggest favorite. Or Germaine Greer.)

I couldn't find that douche's age anywhere, so I'm afraid I went to college with him.

I was thinking the exact same thing!

The Cats Are Evolving!! So get ready to say hello to your new kitten overlords, complete with thumbs (they might not be opposable yet, but just wait a few mutations...).

And I gotta weigh in as a bitter agnostic: How nice do you have to be to people who think you deserve eternal torment?

I sliced my finger open on a cat food can and went into shock. (1) That was the only time I've gone into shock. (2) I was giving a recently declawed cat the cat food. It was revenge on me!

People, you gotta look at that John Fitzgerald Page page. [link] I fixed the link. It is FANTASTIC. Here are some of his accomplishments:

I am an avid traveler and have been to St. Thomas & St. John, Aruba and Zurich. I have lived in / visited almost every major city in the United States, having seen 38 of the 50 states.

I am well connected, having lunched with the U.S. Secretary of Defense & the U.S. Ambassador to South Africa during the time I spent in Washington, D.C.

I have been in the "fame game" for years, meeting celebrities like Luke Perry, Cynthia Nixon, Dave Matthews, Jeff Foxworthy, Joe Montana, Toby Keith & LeAnn Rimes to name a few.

I like the pictures Cute Overload as much as the next person, but the writing has gotten way. too. cloying. I can only take it in small doses anymore.

I think that guy might be the King of All Douchebags.

The plumber had to cancel the rest of his appointments. He just pulled a couple of toothbrushes out of our upstairs toilet. He had to unseat the thing and had to run out and get a new wax ring. I wonder what he's going to find in the downstairs toilet.

::headdesk::

Carpet cleaners were here today, too. DH heard them exclaim "DAY-UM!" when they moved our bed. Guess they weren't expecting dust bunnies that size.

He looks like Ron Perlman in his Beast makeup. And he's still uglier.