Saffron ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Wanna be polyantihistamineamorous with Zyrtec and me?
Is Zyrtec sexy (in a nasal way)?
Zyrtec is nasally sexalicious.
Actually, I don't really know. But I'm willing to try it if it will stop my ear, nose, and throat overreactions.
(P.S. Allegra is a 'ho. Pass it on.)
I'm also breaking up with Claritin for Zyrtec now that I can get the latter OTC. Fucking trees.
Zyrtec rocks. As does Allegra. I prefer Allegra because it means that I can get it at a whole month's supply for $5 with my insurance.
Allegra is wonderful. I am rationing mine because my doctor won't prescribe and I have some clandestine samples from a nurse.
Claritin is actually helping me, though it's an open question whether my problem is treesex or cat dander.
Okay, y'all, very funny, now WHERE IS THE BOARD GAME? I put it somewhere so my students wouldn't mess with it, but WHERE?
WHERE IS THE BOARD GAME?
Bottom right drawer.
WHERE IS THE BOARD GAME?
In the closet.
Claratin is working for me so far this year. We'll see how it does once the trees in NYC really start getting it on.
ION, I finally slogged through the original Open Source Asshat Gropery Project post, and good lord, what a load of self-entitled crap that was. I feel like I need a shower now to wash off all the bullshit I just waded through.
(And because I apparently hate my brain, I also read the apology post, and have nothing to add to what rm says here:
Too bad the owning was:
a) passive-aggressive
b) focused on women being afraid as opposed to women having the same rights to bodily integrity as men, regardless of whether they are afraid or not. I am sick of women being told they are afraid when they merely unprefer something.
)
Bottom right drawer.
Very very close. I looked in the tool closet, the office, the standing cupboards, the under-the-counter cupboards, the desk, my bookshelf, and most of those again two or three times... and it was in the below-the-counter above-the-cupboard drawers that I so often overlook that it was six months before I thought to store anything there. Whew!
Of course, now they've decided to play hackeysack with a ball of paper instead. Okay.