this article is a little more helpful.

and this one is kind of reassuring

here's one more

bonny, I've had to leave the head in a couple of times and nothing horrible happened. And that's weird about the Frontline not working. Iirc, Frontline works for ticks for a month and fleas for three months, or vice versa.

Lot o' help I am!

That IS reassuring and just what I needed to hear. Thanks so much Laga. I've disinfected the spot and clipped away the fur so I can monitor the spot.

Java, it is weird about the Frontline. I don't really get it...and the thing apparently being dead. Just peculiar. But I'm glad to hear you haven't had a problem with the left in bits. I'm voting for that in this case!

Does anyone remember the link to that lavender jam recipe that... somebody posted earlier today? I had it on an open tab, but firefox went funny on me at work and it's gone. I've found another recipe online, but I thought I'd like to compare them.

I think Plei was talking about lavender jam? But I'm too addled to remember a link.

I often wait until I'm on my last leg of the trip to work before getting coffee. It takes me a while for my stomach to wake up and not go "ewwww, you want to put food or drink in here?" But these days I am taking public transport--but I did that even when driving. I'm really enjoying the walking to/from the bus, though, wakes me up in the morning.

Because the 15 minutes it takes to make and drink coffee is 15 minutes I could be sleeping

Or, what Vortex said.

And count me as another one who was not real good at the adding/subtracting, but then did better with the abstract stuff--they gave us a test at the beginning of middle school, for an advanced math program (we took geometry at the high school in 8th grade), and I was very surprised to end up in the group (only girl, too).

I have my radio alarm set 45 minutes before a different buzzing alarm so that I can lie there and listen to NPR while drifting in and out of sleep

See, that leads to me having scary nightmares about Bosnia. Or probably somewhere else, nowadays, if I still had my alarm set to NPR.

it looks like I'll probably have a couple of trips to Seattle to design a show up there. I think probably January and March, but I have nothing definite yet.

WOOOT! Of course, I'm sure you meant that comment to me as well as Jilli. :)

Plei was def the one making lavendar jam.

It was Plei in Natter: P.M. Marcontell "Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter" Nov 18, 2007 9:16:24 pm PST

WOOOT! Of course, I'm sure you meant that comment to me as well as Jilli. :)

Of course I did, it was for all of you folks, Jilli just happened to be the one in thread at the time.

The offer just came, and it's... good. Not great. It's $5300 and change more than what I'm making now, which works out to exactly $200 a month more. Unfortunately, $200 a month more is exactly the amount Matilda's day care is about to go up. Which I guess means we won't go any further into the hole we're in, but doesn't bring us any closer to getting out.

What do I do now?

Ugh. This took twenty minutes to write because Matilda has been alternately sobbing disconsolately and shrieking like a tiny panic-stricken banshee.

pushes Fernet through the tubes to Ginger.

I am currently writing the suckiest APA style paper in the history of paper writing. It's due tomorrow. I've finally commited 450 words to the page that I am not changing. I have 550 more words to go, a citation page to write and then I'm fucking done.

I put this off to the very last minute, but I don't care. I really don't. Right now I'm thinking this is a D paper, but then I think about all the other people in the class and maybe this is a C paper. Honestly, at this point I don't care. I hate this class, I hate the fact I have a paper due and a test on the same freaking day. The next two clasesses (after tomorrow) are group presenations. My group has done jack for ours. I'll get with people tomorrow, although I think 2 of the 5 in my group have stopped coming to class.

At this point, I hate the teacher and class so much I'll be fine if I get a C. I'm praying I don't get a D.