Teppy may turn out to be a prophetess yet. (I like the old fashioned term prophetess, it seems the proper usage when dealing with that sort of thing.)

I *told* you I have prophetic dreams! (Well, again, I don't REALLY think they're prophetic when it's something that I would have predicted in my waking hours, and since you have the MAD WRITIN' SKILZ, I would definitely expect you to get the job. Now, if I had a dream that you became a tightrope walker [I don't think you've ever mentioned that as a particular life goal], and then the next day you posted out of the blue that you joined a tightrope-walkers' troupe, THEN I'd call it prophetic.

You getting this job is simply what you deserve b/c your skills are what they need.)

ION, The Boy plaintively said that this is the time of year when he craves carbs more than usual (which is to say, instead of carbs making 70% of his intake, I think he wants it to be 99%, and no 41-year-old man should be able to eat GALLONS [literally; often THREE] of ice cream A WEEK and not gain weight [though his job is all manual labor, so he burns it off like a stevedore, and he's actually *lost* weight this summer]), so I'm making zucchini bread right now, and the kitchen smells yummy. It needs to be done right now.

Almost debate time!

Very close to Jen K.'s friend, Jenna, as well.

Yerk. Must make phone call. Thanks for the heads up!

I'm watching the debates and drinking copious amounts of wine.

I am NOT watching the debates. Because, OMG, I don't care.

I am Nora. "We're very pretty!"

I am Nora. "We're very pretty!"

Yes, we also like our TV and don't want to get so upset that we throw things at it.

Is there room on the pretty bench? As I said in Natter, I just couldn't cope with the debate. Watched pretty, surreal movies instead with pretty, pretty boys and girls.

I watched it and knitted. And it just made me nervous for Obama.

I think that this really means that they were pretty much neck and neck which means more grist for the spinners on either side.

I think those who skipped the debate were wise.

So here I am, watching Channel V, and Marilyn Manson just turned up to a frat party in a car with vanity plates saying "Goth Thug". Which still doesn't disguise the fact that he's singing Tainted Love.