ita, it took over 10 days for something to get from Consuela to me a couple of weeks ago, so I am sure you will get them. Just stupid that you have to wait this long.
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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.
man I had a crappy commute. I seriously hate inconsiderate commuters. Move the fuck out of the way and all the way in. reading your giant book or newspaper may not be an option when it is so crowded that 10 or more people to your side cannot hold on to anything. Put your shit up, scootch over and make room for another living breathing person, you inconsiderate jackhole. oh, and you, woman sitting down, slide your shopping bag under your seat so someone can stand in the space in front of you. Also sitting lady, when everyone who has been standing contorted and smushed in front of you are moving to get off at the same stop you need off at, you get to wait since you've been sitting. I actually told someone that this morning. "We're all getting off. You've been sitting, you can wait."
Days like today make me head to realtor.com to look at house listings in TX.
that advil can kick in anytime, I am all set with the back spasms.
ugh, ita, sorry about the ER trip.
Kat, you know you don't have to bring Porto's when you visit me, right?
I know. Porto's is just the added bonus.
Burrell, stress is sort of inevitable. It's the worry that is the killer, I'm sure.
it took over 10 days for something to get from Consuela to me a couple of weeks ago, so I am sure you will get them.
Harrumph.
Fear the righteous fists and wee fearsome looking clowns.
Okay, no. Clowns can grow just fine, and will love their horse, how it's so.
Okay, putting on the righteous fists and tiny rage and going to sleep. Or, you know, the sense-making version of the layout.
eta: Kat, something with cheese, meat, and bread.
Clowns can grow just fine, and will love their horse, how it's so.
huh?
msbelle, I have no idea. That was dilaudid, not ita.
That's like the warning label on one of my medications telling me to be careful operating car-machines.
Seriously, that's what it says. I think I'm going to have to take a picture of it.
dilaudid is random. ita is less so.
Porto's has to wait until the weekend or next week, ita. Is that okay?
Ugh, ita, I'm sorry for your night, and hoping the morning is a properly medicated improvement. Between the snorer and the neck stick (and the wrongness of having to spend yet another night in the ER at all), you're desperately owed some good drugs and good rest.
Matilda's huddled in my lap, one hand to her forehead, whispering, "I feel sick."
dilaudid could produce some really out there poetry. ijs.