Gah! I am having a crazy up and down kind of day. I am in a complete feral cat herding situation at work (down), found out a friend is pregnant (up), Mr. Jane decided it was time to pick up Maxine's ashes (down), found out someone anonymously paid the cremation and storage bill (bittersweet).
It's only noon and I am completely emotionally worn out.
I just got lunch at the Jamaican place - my Diet Coke came in an aluminum bottle.
My fragile widdle mind is warped....
"You say that a lot. I don't think it means what you think it means."
Also.
And such as.
Playing catch-up from the weekend (bad news post)
So sorry about Rigatoni, Fred Pete.
Horrible news about your cousin, ita.
Playing catch-up from the weekend (happy news post)
Happy Belated Birthdays, Sophia and Smonster.
YAY Grace walking.
I missed the Emmys, but now I think I will try to track down the NPH parts at least. Love that he is such a reality tv fan.
Interesting NYTimes column about pain: [link]
Thanks, Perkins. Here's the Doc Horrible segment for you.
Off to read the pain article.
All I want to do is look at apartments on craigslist. Hmph.