I'm also breaking up with Claritin for Zyrtec now that I can get the latter OTC. Fucking trees.
Everyone's getting spanked but me.
Willow ,'The Killer In 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.
shrift - Apr 23, 2008 6:31:06 am PDT #3151 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Kat - Apr 23, 2008 6:35:14 am PDT #3152 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
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.
Sophia Brooks - Apr 23, 2008 6:39:20 am PDT #3153 of 10001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Allegra is wonderful. I am rationing mine because my doctor won't prescribe and I have some clandestine samples from a nurse.
Fred Pete - Apr 23, 2008 6:51:39 am PDT #3154 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.
Claritin is actually helping me, though it's an open question whether my problem is treesex or cat dander.
Emily - Apr 23, 2008 6:57:21 am PDT #3155 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
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?
Tom Scola - Apr 23, 2008 6:58:15 am PDT #3156 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
WHERE IS THE BOARD GAME?
Bottom right drawer.
hippocampus - Apr 23, 2008 7:01:16 am PDT #3157 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
WHERE IS THE BOARD GAME?
In the closet.
Jessica - Apr 23, 2008 7:04:04 am PDT #3158 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
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.
)
Emily - Apr 23, 2008 7:04:26 am PDT #3159 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
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.
Shir - Apr 23, 2008 7:24:37 am PDT #3160 of 10001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
(Skipping a little bit)
Hey All. Not only I'm joining the Oh What A Shitty Ass Day, I'm bringing a full design kit to sew a flag too.
First, last night, had to battle a mosquito. By the time I was finally tired enough to stop waiving my hands in the air and trying to kill it so it won't wake me up every time it comes flying near my head (I don't have any problem with the biting, as long as you keep it quiet, you bloody fiend), it was about 2 hours after my bedtime, which left me a wonderful 4 and something hours of sleep. Joy.
And then came this lj boobless initiative. Oh well, at least something made my eyes open this morning. You are all smart and right and witty about it, so I'll just add my two cents.
Few weeks back I thought about getting a shirt with a clear, simple "No." print on it. Not in a passive-aggressive way, but as a simpler way of trying to avoid from being asked a lot of questions; "Why won't you give me a smile, sugar?", "Can I have your number?", "Do you know how do I get to King George from here?" or "Righteous woman, would you like Sabbath candles?"
I don't think I'm a negative sociopath person, though some of my friends may disagree, but when it comes to dealing with the rest of the mankind here's the thing: I rather not. It takes time, effort, sometimes money, and most of the times I'll end up frustrated. I'm having enough trouble to clarify my thoughts to my friends as is, so to strangers? Almost no good can come out from that.
Anyway, I'm gonna get this shirt.
And then. I thought about hanging out in the city with a CouchSurfer, who seemed pretty nice. Incidentally, I went again to check his profile. There I saw a one big new "Extremely Negative" reference about him from another CS member, telling about this guy trying supposedly to sexually assault him. Reading between the lines, I could tell it was a huge misunderstanding and that things weren't the way the CS member described them, but I also got the feeling that the CSer I was planning to see wouldn't mind using CS as a dating site when he feels like it, which pisses a lot of women there, including me, off.
Anyhow, I canceled. This was just too much, and I didn't want to spend two hours of my life trying to clarify that I'm not interested. But what really pisses me off is the pseudo excuse of good people who are (ab)using the net and the good intention of other. Same as the open boob project.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going out to make sure this day will be better. I hope the stores downstairs open, I need ice cream.