Go go go, Mr. Kitty! Glad he's doing better, sara.
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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.
Awesome Mister Kitty news, sarameg.
And oh, Steph. Sorry about the still-there-vertigo.
Go, Mr. Kitty!!
And for the parents of girl children, I have GOT to do a monster cleaning of Abby's room/closet. Who knows what size ranges lurk in the depths, but as soon as I know, I'll put them up. Girl has got a GREAT former wardrobe.
I was incredibly honest (read: cynical) during our panel. The unpubbeds were half-frightened, half-grateful for the honesty.
And oh, Steph. Sorry about the still-there-vertigo.
Cheese and crackers on the couch has been very restorative. (Well, I don't actually know, since I haven't gotten up and therefore don't know if everything will spin around when I *do* stand up.)
It's a goregous sunny 60-degree October day, and I want to walk the dogs, but I'm thinking The Boy will veto that, too.
Oh, and also - Kat, I have two copies of LoTF and one of BNW. Unfortunately, they're in Hebrew, but I might have a LoTF copy in English as well. I'll look into it on Monday.
I woke up with a mutant death cold and finally convinced myself to put on outside pants for a trip to Walgreens. Now that I'm fully medicated, I'm trying to work up enough energy to make chili.
Re: clothing swap
I still have the spreadsheet from last time, so the matching up will be really easy.
I'm still really paranoid and while he's eating (wetfood only so far) and drinking, I hate seeing him uncomfy.
Add to that this cold is making me depressed (not the thought of it, it is physically depressing me) and I'm a bundle of laughs. I'm not hungry (cold) but I have to eat something and everything I had in the house made me recoil at the thought of it going down my throat. So I got some cereal and soymilk. It's food.
On the way back from Paragould today I saw what may be the poorest taste advertisement ever to appear on a billboard: the phrase "Jesus loves you this much," over a background image of the crucifixion positioned so that the outstretched arms illustrate the point.
I didn't know whether I should be appalled or bust out laughing.
I need someone to inspire me to get to the pharmacy. I need more antihistamines, plus to fill a prescription. I just feel like so much shit.