Someone please shoot me and put me out of my misery. Stupid migraine. Haven't had one this bad in like three years. Spent last night in the ER and looks like as soon as I can find someone to take me, I'm going back. Grrrr...
Also, why did mother earth choose TODAY to be sunny? I mean, really. That's just cruel.
{{{{{vw}}}}} Tons of migraine~ma.
I'm sorry, vw. I hope the ER can help you get the migraine under control.
I came home. I decided I'd rather spend my time calculating the distance my my own bathroom than the ladies room at the office. I'm sure my coworkers are happier this way, too.
Oh dear - can you hear me cackling across the pond? Because I am cackling
like a crazy woman.
And it is not nice of me. But the lovely people reading my WIP are only just now realising that in spite of the funny bits and the shagging and the Big Gay Love, I may just possibly subscribe to the Tim Minear school of happy fluffy good times, when it comes to narrative.
is evil like an evil thing.
Jeopardy: we haz it.
feel better ~ma to vw and Calli!!
feel better ~ma to vw and Calli!!
Yes, this.
My workplace requires a hang-tag for parking, which I just leave on the rearview mirror of the car all the time, so it's always there. (I drive to work 90% of the time, thus the hang-tag needs to be there most of the time.) My DH, however, always removes it because it bothers him. I maintain that if he takes it down, he should put it back up. He says I'm the one parking, I the tag is my responsibility.
Now I seem to have a ticket on my car because the hang-tag isn't on the rear-view mirror, but stuffed between the seats.
Who do we think should pay for this ticket, Buffistas?
DH. No question. Oh, and you're right and he's so totally wrong about who should be putting the tag back up there.
Sassafras?
When you succeed in getting Ozzie or Perkins to contribute to the positive cash flow in your household, let me know how it's done. Sassy is not useful, but ornamental, to paraphrase my mother.
Your DH should pay, Sparky. Also, he should take you out for an apology dinner.