Does anybody mind if I pass out?

Willow ,'Beneath You'


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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.


Barb - Aug 24, 2009 11:39:17 am PDT #5342 of 30001
“Not dead yet!”

I'm making another bastardization for dinner-- spaghetti pie.


-t - Aug 24, 2009 11:39:41 am PDT #5343 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I had spaghetti pie last night!


Jesse - Aug 24, 2009 11:40:09 am PDT #5344 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I can't wait to go home and continue the Greek Dip Fest I began over the weekend. I have taromasalata, tzatziki, and a kind of spicy cheese dip whose name I can never remember. Edit: Kopanisti, I think.


Calli - Aug 24, 2009 11:41:44 am PDT #5345 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I'm not sure what I'll be doing for dinner. Biking up to the hippie co-op for their salad bar, artesian bread, and cider sounds good.


Gudanov - Aug 24, 2009 11:45:37 am PDT #5346 of 30001
Coding and Sleeping

I'll be too busy to cook dinner tonight due to yardwork, mowing, brush clearing, and beagle escape prevention. So either pork chops if my wife cooks dinner (it does happen, it's just rare), or carry out.


Dana - Aug 24, 2009 11:47:13 am PDT #5347 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

With my primary care doctor in Houston, I could almost always get in to see him the next day. Yes, I was very lucky, and he was part of a very large conglomerate.

Now, specialists? At least a week, bare minimum.


brenda m - Aug 24, 2009 11:48:44 am PDT #5348 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Yet another example of "just because you can doen't mean you should". See also, sandwiches that put fries IN the sandwich.

You have no idea what you are missing. Though, I do that with potato chips or corn chips too so it's possible I'm not in the normal range on this subject.


DavidS - Aug 24, 2009 11:51:38 am PDT #5349 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

We about finished off our tortilla espangole, and JZ's having the last of the veggie chili for lunch.

So I guess I better make something new for tonight. Maybe a salade nicoise.

Dangit! Now you're all making me hungry.

Fortunately, I've recently discovered Good Luck Dim Sum nearish to Matilda's daycare. Shrimp dumplings! 3 for $1.50! Also yummy pork siu mai 3 for $1.50.


Glamcookie - Aug 24, 2009 11:54:13 am PDT #5350 of 30001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

I miss home-cooked meals. We are entering week 7 of our remodel (FINAL WEEK, Y'ALL!) and I officially tired of all of our local restaurants about 5 weeks ago. Hate eating out!


Matt the Bruins fan - Aug 24, 2009 12:10:20 pm PDT #5351 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

With my primary care doctor in Houston, I could almost always get in to see him the next day. Yes, I was very lucky, and he was part of a very large conglomerate.

My family doctor (and his practice in general) are pretty good about that too. My dad gets in fairly quickly even in non-emergencies, and I've been able to get next day appointments over things like unusually bad sore throats and that freaky (but non-agonizing) insect bite a few weeks ago.

Of course, my family has had excellent luck with doctors in general. Our old GP, my former pediatrician, the neurologist who did Dad's brain surgery, and our new GP have all been worth their weight in gold. And even the Bible-thumping child molester that(briefly) took over our old GPs practice back in the early 80s didn't do any worse harm than misdiagnosing anemia for several of us as part of his B-12 shot racket.