darn you, Jesse.
'Time Bomb'
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
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.
Every time I've thought of eating so far today I've gotten the hiccoughs. It's very dispiriting.
You swam a mile, Kathy? Day-um, I haven't done that since college. You'll probably feel it tomorrow, but still—congats!
That would be offputting, ita.
I just took a nap by mistake. It wasn't a very good one though, and now I am very foggy brained.
Now my problem is that delivery nachos probably won't be very good, but I don't really feel like going to the store. Maybe tomorrow.
I'm feeling it now! It took me almost 85 minutes to do it, but I finished. When I was swimming on a regular basis two years ago, I worked my way up to the mile, and then whittled my time down to just over an hour. If I get the energy to go again tomorrow, I think I'll keep it at 20 laps so I don't get so exhausted afterwards.
Impressive, Kathy! I tried swimming a couple of weeks aggo and managed all of two laps. Two!
Damn, Kathy, that is impressive. Exercising like that for an hour is a lot.
That is impressive, Kathy.
Does someone want to find me a sofa I want to buy? I need one, but looking makes my head hurt.
To sum up: Meerkats good, Jack Black soul-devouring hellspawn.
Proof you've raised that kid right so far.
I spent today taking my parents to go visit a couple of our octogenarian cousins over in Memphis, and a good time was had by all. Also found out that my one cousin's new-ish dog is a hermaphrodite.