(Hey, you probably saw it!)
I did! Frankly, I'm more worried my cat would crap on the floor and I wouldn't be there to pick it up!
The King of Cups expects a picnic. But this is not his birthday!
Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Jesse - Sep 17, 2008 4:41:38 pm PDT #9205 of 10003
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
lisah - Sep 17, 2008 4:43:03 pm PDT #9206 of 10003
Punishingly Intricate
I am lisah in non-overnight shipping from Zappos. Boo.
Oh i meant I DO always get them overnight.
sarameg - Sep 17, 2008 4:44:58 pm PDT #9207 of 10003
I'm more worried my cat would crap on the floor and I wouldn't be there to pick it up!
Ah, well. I'm afraid mine might gas them...
I figure they've seen all sorts of pets freak out and piddle or otherwise, they'll assume it is due to them.
Laura - Sep 17, 2008 4:47:11 pm PDT #9208 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
The Dh just sent me this link, which I think will definitely be appreciated by Buffistas.
I forwarded it to the boys and my son forwarded the link to his math teacher. Also, Pie!
sarameg - Sep 17, 2008 4:47:46 pm PDT #9209 of 10003
FTR: if you fuck up your own name buying a ticket with Southwest, clearing it up is as easy as calling them with your confirmation number. I may still get singled out by TSA, but my ticket and DL will match.
Lee - Sep 17, 2008 5:24:42 pm PDT #9210 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm glad it was easy to fix, sara.
New job sent me flowers for my birthday. Old job never did that. [link]
sarameg - Sep 17, 2008 5:25:26 pm PDT #9211 of 10003
Nice!
sarameg - Sep 17, 2008 5:48:47 pm PDT #9212 of 10003
My mom is yelling at me for referring to the kitten as kitten. She wants a name! And not a lame one like my dad's family is known for (no Mr/Misses-I'm forgiven for Mister Kitty because he was old-, no Blackie #x, no Muffins.) She of little faith... He'll get a name. Eventually.
Lee - Sep 17, 2008 5:53:04 pm PDT #9213 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Call him Sam!
brenda m - Sep 17, 2008 5:54:23 pm PDT #9214 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Maybe you could hug him and squeeze him and call him George.