Lisah, you and Bob are in my thoughts. Hang tough.

Step, you can take the curtain off, pop in in the washer with a towel (I use my hair-dyein' towel) and a little bleach and some detergent on Delicate/Warm. It really works.

I've been skimming -- are you transitioning meds? I remember doing the game when just trying to recalibrate my dosage on my citalopram; it was not fun.

Jilli-- whenever we get together for an outing of some sort, I have an extra gifty for you. My prom dress.

Which is yes, as terrifying as one might imagine, but would serve your purposes very well since the skirt and underskirt were made of a great quality taffeta in your favored shade of cupcake pink. Yards and yards of pink material for you to do with what you will.

smonster, nora, one of you needs to have some sort of drink involving absinthe or chartreuse for me while you're in NOLA, okay? Please?

As long as it's only one, not a problem. I will not be consuming absinthe and Jack Daniels in the same night again anytime soon.

{{{Teppy}}}

The Historic Green stuff sounds amazing. I'm in awe of people who can go and contribute in that kind of way.

Best of ~ma to Bobby's and Teppy's brains.

I am now fed and caffeinated after my stress test. I was able to do the treadmill so I didn't have to have the chemically induced stress, yay, me. I was breathing very hard but I didn't feel anything else untoward in my chest. Now I wait a week for the results.

Tomorrow, a mammogram and a bone density test, but I need to call to make sure the thallium isn't going to screw those up. I should have bones like a mammoth, the amount of meat and dairy I consume. To make matters more interesting, I'm working an overnight shift. I'm probably not going to be too sane during the tit-squishing.

Sounds like a good stress test, Connie. The treadmill is a better process. May the rest of the tests be uneventful.

The Historic Green talk is very tempting.

Jilli-- whenever we get together for an outing of some sort,

Say mebby next week?

I have an extra gifty for you. My prom dress.

!!!

Which is yes, as terrifying as one might imagine, but would serve your purposes very well since the skirt and underskirt were made of a great quality taffeta in your favored shade of cupcake pink. Yards and yards of pink material for you to do with what you will.

EEEEEEEEE! grabby hands Thank you! Do you have any idea how difficult it is to find good-quality cupcake pink taffeta? Craziness, I tell you.

As long as it's only one, not a problem. I will not be consuming absinthe and Jack Daniels in the same night again anytime soon.

Only one, and no, combining absinthe and JD is a terrifying notion.

mmmphrrfgglle.

I'm going to have to go back to writing on lj. I need to let out a bunch of rambling thoughts about this epic crush of mine. And due to pain issues, I can't hand write it, so I guess lj it is. I keep trying to let it out in little bits, scatter it around so no one gets overwhelmed or tired of hearing me talk, or tries to put me away for my crazy, but it's going to explode if I don't put all my thoughts in one place soon.

A RL friend of mine who's known me since 1994 says she's never heard me talk like this about someone, never seen my face light up so, and I've gone through a LOT of crushes since then.

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Oh! Jilli! I have a prezzie for you too that I keep forgetting to give you. Remind me next time we are getting together, would you?