Poor sarameg. I just sent you email.
Not related to the headache though.
That's one spunky little girl you've raised. I'm gonna eat her.
The Mayor ,'End of Days'
Natter 60: Gone In 60 Seconds
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.
Lee - Sep 06, 2008 4:42:16 pm PDT #7560 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
sarameg - Sep 06, 2008 5:01:27 pm PDT #7561 of 10003
Replied, Perkins. Only moderately helpful, I think. As a tour guide, I fail.
Lee - Sep 06, 2008 5:12:00 pm PDT #7562 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Pshaw-- that was quite helpful.
Liese S. - Sep 06, 2008 5:15:08 pm PDT #7563 of 10003
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Yeah, I'm big on thrift stores for furniture. We're getting ready to send our giant sofa with hideabed for its Round II of charity donation stores. We bought it (and chair and loveseat) for $200 and got a lot of use out of it. We'd still keep it for the media room, but it doesn't fit through the door. Did I mention massive? Which was fine when we were living in the huge mission house but not so much now. We just dropped off a big bag of clothes there and they confirmed they'd take the couch. We just have to get it there.
Anyways...
Hurricanes need to behave themselves. I need to remember to make a hair appointment. sarameg's headache needs to go away.
And whoo, I am wiped out. On Friday I only had the first and last expected students, but today I had seven out of seven all in a row. Very tiring. Fun, and makes the day go faster, but tiring. I took a nap, but now I'm all out of sorts and suspect I won't sleep tonight.
msbelle - Sep 06, 2008 5:25:55 pm PDT #7564 of 10003
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I just freecycled a chair I got from the salvation army and I am getting a tv stand from a friend tomorrow. GO GO furniture recycling.
sarameg - Sep 06, 2008 5:30:58 pm PDT #7565 of 10003
I am glad to see you back here, Liese!
I've got to decide what to do with the falling-down-pants. Do I store them in cynical anticipation I'll gain the weight back?
Devi and Mister Kitty are lying within a foot of each other, sprawled on their sides facing each other. I'm really hoping that if I acquire Tiger (I may have to rename him), they don't freak out. At best, Devi's reaction a "dumbass, another damned one?" rather than ballistic as when I got MK. MK, I expect will be ok. I'll be surprised if he doesn't adopt him, frankly.
§ ita § - Sep 06, 2008 5:36:08 pm PDT #7566 of 10003
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My face is the size of a zeppelin and aches every time I eat. Plus the headache and my inability to work out how to tell my parents--I'm not loving right now.
Lee - Sep 06, 2008 5:47:00 pm PDT #7567 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ugh. I hope for normal size non-aching face for you ASAP.
Liese S. - Sep 06, 2008 6:00:48 pm PDT #7568 of 10003
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I am glad to see you back here, Liese!
I'm glad to be back here! I always miss you guys when I'm moderately offline.
Gah, ita. I echo Perkins' hopes for you. But tell your parents. They should know. They can want to wrap you in bubble wrap and you can tell them that you do better without it, but tell them what happened.
Lee - Sep 06, 2008 6:04:06 pm PDT #7569 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
It's very hot here right now, and Ozzie seems to have decided that the best place to beat the heat is to lie in my shower. The same shower I spent time super-cleaning this morning.