Oh, Kate, how terrible for Mark and you and his family. Much ~ma for everyone.
She didn't even touch her pumpkin. It's a freak with no face.
Willow ,'Help'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
WindSparrow - Jul 05, 2010 6:42:50 pm PDT #24788 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
erin_obscure - Jul 05, 2010 6:52:29 pm PDT #24789 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
{{{kate}}}
Vortex - Jul 05, 2010 7:54:09 pm PDT #24790 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Ugh. After 4 days of going to bed at 2AM (or later) and not getting up before double digits, I now have to go to work tomorrow. I avoided talking a nap today, but I fear the lack of sleep.
ION, I have taken the first step towards painting my condo by painting swatches on the wall. Meep!
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jul 05, 2010 8:52:17 pm PDT #24791 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Thoughts for Kate and for Mark's family.
beth, that sounds great! Wishing you much success with the new drug.
I am up at 6.30am for my unconference, and my body hates me for it, so this had better be worth it. I tipped an entire cup of tea over my laptop yesterday (thankfully just after putting my presentation for today onto a memory stick) and the keyboard no longer works. EDS sucks and all that. Still, THATCamp! Fun. Wishing everyone a good day.
Beverly - Jul 05, 2010 9:26:09 pm PDT #24792 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh Beth, that sounds wonderful! I hope it really works for you. We're tweaking my stuff, too, since my numbers are pretty consistently 20-30 points higher than they should be, and there really isn't anything else I can stop eating and still have the will to live.
We're looking at paint for the kitchen cabinets. What's needed is a back-to-the studs redesign, but sh'yeah, like we can afford that. We'd investgated removing the fronts and redesigning the doors and facings, but with their structure, that isn't possible. Replacing the doors is like substituting a really ugly unflattering pink dress for a really ugly unflattering blue dress, and more expense than the exercise is worth. Ergo, paint. There's a sagey green in the wallpaper border (I never thought I'd hear myself say "I like the border") that I want a lighter shade of. With all the natural light the right green is going to be hard to hit, so, chips and swatches, here we come!
Daisy Jane - Jul 05, 2010 11:04:18 pm PDT #24793 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I woke up about an hour ago to finding out our cat died. She was old and not doing well, but had been maintaining for a while. She mostly stayed on our neighbor/landlady's front porch (she is awesome with animals and 'Brina was pretty happy in her care. I doubt we could have done better). Apparently a dog got ahold of her just before Jon got home and the 24 hr. Vet said there wasn't any hope without extensive recovery.
We knew she was old and would be gone soon, but I hate that it was like this, and I hate whoever let their dog loose to do that to her.
Beverly - Jul 05, 2010 11:07:03 pm PDT #24794 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh DJ, I'm so sorry. Poor kitty. And poor you and Jon.
omnis_audis - Jul 06, 2010 12:11:02 am PDT #24795 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Oh DJ. So sorry to hear that. {{{ DJ & Jon }}}
Ugh. After 4 days of going to bed at 2AM (or later) and not getting up before double digits, I now have to go to work tomorrow. I avoided talking a nap today, but I fear the lack of sleep.I'd like to UNsubscribe from this newsletter. This week has been mostly 4ish AM going to bed. Alas, tomorrow I have to work. Not looking forward to the AM. Blargh.
WindSparrow - Jul 06, 2010 2:57:59 am PDT #24796 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Oh, no. I'm so sorry for your loss, DJ. Much punctuation to you and Jon, and to your neighbor. Good night, 'Brina, a flight of angels wing thee to thy rest.
Daisy Jane - Jul 06, 2010 3:06:58 am PDT #24797 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Got no sleep. I would have been better had it just been old age. I was up all night though imagining the pain and trauma of an attack.
Whoever let their dog out better pray I never find them.