God damn it, the Mets suck. But they don't suck as bad as the Yankees, so at least that's something.
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.
My mother was told by our family dentist that I needed braces (long about when I was 9 or 10.) She scoffed at that. I've never had braces and every dentist I've seen since is surprised to learn that. Now the condition of those nicely straight teeth is another story entirely...
Which is to say, yep, wrong day for it (and one of the many reasons I hate going to the dentists and drs. They have an uncanny knack of picking the one thing to discuss that I don't need to discuss at the moment,) and you know what? You've got a great smile.
God damn it, the Mets suck. But they don't suck as bad as the Yankees, so at least that's something.
I got in the car this afternoon, flipped from NPR to the M's game, and the first thing I heard was, "And now the Detroit Tigers have batted around, and seven runs are in this inning."
I switched straight back to NPR.
Kat! Aims! Other Vegas people! Other than the Mandalay Bay (which is sold out), where are the good places to stay?
If you have a high tolerance for gaudiness, the Luxor could be a cool place to stay. It has a great spa and some pretty impressive restaurants. You just have to enjoy the prospect of staying in a hotel that looks like a goa'uld temple.
My boss really enjoyed staying at the Venetian. Just don't stay at Circus Circus.
I would love to try the Wynn, but I am not sure it's in the budget.
Unless I throw in my stimulas check...
Just don't stay at Circus Circus.
Heh. I stayed there once. That was for when two friends of mine got married by Elvis.
Jesus. Went to Columbus this morning. Missed 1 1/2 of the meetings I went there for, through no fault of my own. Am home.
Come home to find that the dog spent the day having explosive diarrhea. And I do mean explosive. Fucking Dexter could be here analyzing spatter patterns.
I did not ask for this day.
Oh dear, Brenda. Ugh.
I can't read spoilerfont on this phone. That may be a relief.
In the ER. Had the "you do this a lot, young lady" speech. How much closer to 40 do I have to be to not be a young lady anymore?
Got dosed by the cute nurse my sister crushed on. Maybe we should marry--tawrdy scandal and live-ine medic (can you use that for nurse?) in one.
Next up, play a corpse on TV. Then I can die happy.
C'mon pain: Imagine me Dawn--get out, get OUT, GET OUT!
Huh. Who was she talking to when she said it? Buffy? What had just set her off?
I can't remember, ita. But there was a hair toss involved.