OK, I have now eaten too many cookies, but I can confirm that they are all delicious and appropriate for the going-away party tomorrow.
Whatever happened to the still beating heart of a virgin? No one has any standards anymore.
Giles ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Natter 58: Let's call Venezuela!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Apr 07, 2008 4:03:35 pm PDT #137 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
sarameg - Apr 07, 2008 4:11:44 pm PDT #138 of 10001
You guys. I just had the stupidest bad non-bodily injury clutzy fuckup ever. I picked up up a 30 lb tub of catlitter and Mister Kitty got between my ankles and I fell trying not to squish him and shoved the tub into the wall on the way down. Broke the sheetrock. Seriously. Fuck. It sort of slid along the wall so it didn't just do in a corner or something. No, almost 2 feet x 1 foot will need replacement.
I'm going to LOVE telling the rental office about this. No, I do not have an anger management issue (I'm pretty sure most damages like this they see are a result of that!), I just can't walk 2 feet carrying something heavy. I'm fine with paying for the repair, but jesus. I need a padded house.
Hi, I break MY HOUSE.
Trudy Booth - Apr 07, 2008 4:13:16 pm PDT #139 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
I'm fine with paying for the repair, but jesus. I need a padded house.
Or a more considerate cat.
Lee - Apr 07, 2008 4:14:42 pm PDT #140 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I cut myself on my sofa this afternoon, but I think you win, Sarameg.
Amy - Apr 07, 2008 4:18:23 pm PDT #141 of 10001
Because books.
Taylor ham on a roll. Gravy fries.
You're KILLING me here.
::considers hitching to NJ tomorrow::
sarameg - Apr 07, 2008 4:21:04 pm PDT #142 of 10001
I guess the good news is that Mister Kitty is fine and I hadn't opened the tub yet and the lid stayed on so I didn't have 30lbs of catlitter to clean up in the foyer.
Sigh. Hole.in.wall.
I'm going to be shoving those tubs by mere inches across the floor in the future. And maybe keeping them far from the walls.
Ginger - Apr 07, 2008 4:22:32 pm PDT #143 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
That is way up there on the weird accident scale, Sarameg, but better the wall than you. Sheetrock is actually pretty easy to patch.
hippocampus - Apr 07, 2008 4:22:44 pm PDT #144 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
hippocampus - Apr 07, 2008 4:24:08 pm PDT #145 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
hip bumps amych.
So waffle house.
Though the Dennys in Allentown did let us in after RHPS.
And Vonnie's in chestertown. FarmDiner.
Great summary DJ.
BabyLikesRaisins!
Runs away.
SuziQ - Apr 07, 2008 4:26:02 pm PDT #146 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Ouch, sarameg. Though, that takes special talent.
I cut myself on my sofa this afternoon.
How? Seriously - a couch cut you?