cornstarch baby powder. Can't hurt, right?Did you mention a bacterial and yeast combo infection? If so, corn starch may feed the yeast.
Hell, I don't know. If I had wanted schooling, I'da gone to school.
Jayne ,'Ariel'
Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
WindSparrow - Sep 08, 2008 6:54:46 pm PDT #4880 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Pix - Sep 08, 2008 8:03:42 pm PDT #4881 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
How did I not know about Ludo's "Love Me Dead"??? I am in love with this video and am watching it over and over and giggling.
Jilli...and so many others on the board...you must love this!
Pete, Husband of Jilli - Sep 08, 2008 8:49:51 pm PDT #4882 of 10001
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
I've heard it a bunch of times on the radio but so many more of the lyrics popped out at me during the video. I wonder if I've been listening to some neutered radio edit?
Anne W. - Sep 09, 2008 1:21:22 am PDT #4883 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Eee! I had no idea they were starting to get a national following.
Fay - Sep 09, 2008 1:26:05 am PDT #4884 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Ooh, that was very good! I like! I'd buy their album, if it were in the shop. (Hell, they're named after a Labyrinth character - what's not to like?)
Barb - Sep 09, 2008 1:38:02 am PDT #4885 of 10001
“Not dead yet!”
Did you mention a bacterial and yeast combo infection? If so, corn starch may feed the yeast.
Oh hell? Really? Well, I only put it on once. Back to the drawing board.
Fay - Sep 09, 2008 1:49:16 am PDT #4886 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
You know you're in the tropics when the classrooms on the ground floor flood ankle-deep, and you have to wade home from work, through streets awash with unspeakable objects and floating cockroaches as big as your thumb.
Happy happy joy joy!
(The Cat Daniel may consider his life confining, but he is Very Lucky to be on the 18th floor. The cats I saw sitting damply on the ledges of spirit houses, and peering out balefully over the flood through sputtering incense sticks, garlands of jasmin and batallions of little plastic dancers would all be VERY jealous of how dry he is up here.)
Sparky1 - Sep 09, 2008 1:55:29 am PDT #4887 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
I got totally lost and had to call TCG to figure out how to get home.
((sj)) I hate that feeling, and I can empathize since I moved here without my sense of direction. My suggestion is that you look into a GPS - mine has given me a safety net when I'm driving someplace new and can't stop to look at a map (if I have one - my DH has an annoying habit of taking them out of the car so he can study them). We were able to find an older model that works just fine and talks to me for around $100.
Fay, that sounds icky. I hope you have some stylish boots to get you through the streets safely!
Fay - Sep 09, 2008 1:57:49 am PDT #4888 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Nope. Brand new navy trousers rolled up to the knee were accompanied by brown satin ballet flats, that had just dried off from their drenching on Friday night.
I lost one of them twice, but recovered it both times.
Although there were people carrying their shoes, the prospect of my naked feet being in contact with the invisible surface seemed far too much of an invitation to accident and septicemia to me! (Not to speak of the squeamishness of stepping on a cockroach/turd/rat/other unpleasant submerged thing).
t /TMI
Anne W. - Sep 09, 2008 2:09:20 am PDT #4889 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Although there were people carrying their shoes, the prospect of my naked feet being in contact with the invisible surface seemed far too much of an invitation to accident and septicemia to me!
Bleargh. Yeah, I would not want to go barefoot in those circumstances. How common is that sort of flooding in Thailand? Is it an annual phenomenon, or one of those once-a-decade gullywashers like we get in my neck of the woods?