OH! MY INSIDE PANTS ARE CLEAN! I CAN CHANGE!
ASSCAPS OF RELIEF!*
* so fine, my outside pants today were also PJ pants, but inside pants are acceptable to wear commando for comfort where outside pants are not.
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.
OH! MY INSIDE PANTS ARE CLEAN! I CAN CHANGE!
ASSCAPS OF RELIEF!*
* so fine, my outside pants today were also PJ pants, but inside pants are acceptable to wear commando for comfort where outside pants are not.
Thank you all for the birthday wishes. I had a lovely, lovely day. Nice long meals, some cooking (bolognese sauce), sitting around in front of a fire and chatting/knitting, and a wee splurge at Lush.
All in all, an excellent way to start a new decade.
And now, I am in my inside pants and about to fix myself a whiskey and soda.
ASSCAPS OF RELIEF!*
I read that as asscLaps which was frankly a frightening image, especially in the commando sense.
I read that as asscLaps which was frankly a frightening image, especially in the commando sense.
Leave it to Pete to find the class in any given sitch
So apparently I have a new immune system response. The day after my crown was placed, a knot blew up in the space in front of your ear that gets a divot when you open your jaw. That spot blew up dramatically once before after a takeout meal, but subsided after benadryl, so I ignored it. It didn't blow up as big this time, just lasted longer. It's shrinking now, I think. Which is why I mention it now. I wouldn't if it was still scaring me. Anyway, it's weird. I don't know if it is a lymph node or trauma-ed tendon or what. I'm thinking node. I usually respond to infection in other nodes, so...jeez, stupid body. Stupid teeth. I honestly expect a root canal for the new crown. Damnit. But I'll get drugs for my out-of-country time and just prey that if it blows, it happens before then.
Leave it to Pete to find the class in any given sitch
Hey, I tell 'em like I see' em. Though occasionally I have to squint...
My parents justtrapped and got fixed another two of the neighborhood feral kittens. As bonus? They've already tamed one and a coworker of my dad's fell in love with her, so she's got a home now. That's 4 that they've caught (one died of a pre-existing heart condition, one they kept, one to coworker, one just caught and fixed and in taming.)
I love my parents.
When did Shia LaBoeuf become a crazy person?
When he saw the attention Joaquin Phoenix was getting?
Or
After his license got suspended for a year because he had to learn the Drinking + Driving = v.v. bad, no biscuit for Shia?
I chalk it up to being around Harrison Ford during the shooting of Indy IV and therefore being one toke over the line.