Oh, Cash, what a rotten day. Tons of ~ma getting all that straightened out.
Natter 61*
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.
Holy crap, Cash! I'm so glad you're okay, but, ugh, what a craptastic day. May the rest of the weekend turn it around.
Jeez, Cash-- stay safe. *pats Cash's AAA card for good measure*
Eep. Stay safe, Cash.
And wound up having egg salad sandwich and tomato soup. Comfort food, although I made the egg salad with a little too much sea salt and now it's stinging my very raw lip.
C finally answered the phone at home. He asked, "How do you know it's the clutch?"
Because the clutch doesn't fucking work!
I may be a little cranky. I have to pee.
Oh, ugh, Cashmere!
My brain hurts. Palin yesterday:
As we send our young men and women overseas in a war zone to fight for democracy and freedoms, including freedom of the press, we’ve really got to have a mutually beneficial relationship here with those fighting the freedom of the press, and then the press, though not taking advantage and exploiting a situation, perhaps they would want to capture and abuse the privilege. We just want truth, we want fairness, we want balance.
Cash - OMG poor you.
Palin yesterday:
Her cat's breath smells like cat food!
(Seriously, she really IS the female version of Dubya, isn't she? She's mean, incoherent, doesn't read, and people love her because she's "folksy." Puke.)