If I want to have a cookie, I have to go back into the house, unplug the dishwasher because the cord stretches across the room because that's where the outlet is, and go upstairs to where I left them. It seems like a lot of work.
On the other hand: cookie.
If I want to have a cookie, I have to go back into the house...
If you give a mouse a cookie, he’s going to ask for a glass of milk. When you give him the milk, he’ll probably ask you for a straw.
Love that book! (Also love "If You Give a Moose a Muffin.")
Oh, and thanks for recommending my local municipality, Tom! I headed over there, and found a link to a much closer drop-off location. They charge $10 for a TV drop-off (my first option was free), but they are open later as well as a local company that I like to support when I can. When I eventually get around to getting a new computer, I can take my old one over there for only $5.
Timelies all!
I don't get the "NO." thing, but I guess it must be related to fandom craxiness.(I'm apparently not hanging out the same lj places as shrift and Steph L.)
but I guess it must be related to fandom craxiness.
You don't want to know. Trust me.
I just got this.
Ha. Me too. I mean, I was thinking the shirt was a good idea anyway, but now I see the urgency.
As for the boobie kerfuffle I am so tremendously creeped out by a guy achieving the level of "healing" depicted in LJ just by touching a strange woman's breasts. What is wrong with you that gets fixed that way?
Oh, I'm sure he's a nice guy. By which I mean, one of those guys who always has to tell you he's a Nice Guy (and why do you have to be such a bitch anyway?)