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Barb - Mar 04, 2010 5:03:37 am PST #13068 of 30001
“Not dead yet!”

Gronkity gronk.

Mooshu was up at 4 and then again, 5:30 with the dry heaves. Then Lewis comes in at 6:30 and tells me that Mooshu's not eating, which is a concern, because then we can't give him his insulin.

I got up, got dressed, walked into the kitchen and saw Pisces' bowl sitting on the counter with food in it and Mooshu's bowl in Pisces' spot on the mat, presumably so Jasmine, the Lab of Large Appetite wouldn't abscond with it. I asked Lewis about it, he stared at me blankly, then said, "You're kidding me. He's not eating because I put his food in the wrong bowl?"

I transferred the food to Mooshu's bowl and he ate.

I am now having coffee.

ChiKat - Mar 04, 2010 5:09:43 am PST #13069 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

Suzi, I think I've been at your house this week. I've been having the same problems getting up.

Mooshu is one picky kitty.

Matt the Bruins fan - Mar 04, 2010 5:13:54 am PST #13070 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

I have had blood drawn and flu vaccine substituted this morning. Also, ate a not very good Mexican omelet (if I'd seen it had chunks of ham before ordering I'd have passed).

Lee - Mar 04, 2010 5:18:59 am PST #13071 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I am still sitting on the sofa wishing I didn't have to put on outside clothes.

Sophia Brooks - Mar 04, 2010 5:19:47 am PST #13072 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Isn't Mooshu a doggy? I is confused.

Daisy Jane - Mar 04, 2010 5:20:31 am PST #13073 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I sympathize with Mooshu. I have been bringing lunch to work, and so haven't been down to the underground food court. This morning, I wanted some breakfast burritos from the grill down there I go to all the time.

Grill with the amazing giant breakfast burritos is gone. Strange Mexican burger place is there. Overly excitable (so so white) guy says "Bway-nos dee-ass seen-or-ida!" Now I have 2 puny egg tacos with "chorizo" and something that is apparently supposed to be the Mexican version of a fortune cookie i.e. fortune cookie shaped like a taco shell with cinnamon (?) in the dough.

Ugh. NOT HAPPY!

SailAweigh - Mar 04, 2010 5:24:07 am PST #13074 of 30001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

I just finished proctoring a French exam and now I'm requesting approval for all my summer classes through our cost accounting system. And eating a Cadbury Creme Egg.

sj - Mar 04, 2010 5:33:17 am PST #13075 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I just finished proctoring a French exam and now I'm requesting approval for all my summer classes through our cost accounting system. And eating a Cadbury Creme Egg.

I had my first Cadbury Creme Egg of the season last night.

msbelle - Mar 04, 2010 5:36:12 am PST #13076 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

[link]

So these are the style of the knobs I have in my current place, but mine are Schlage from the 1930s and have been painted black by some horrible awful previous owners.

I think I'd like to replace the current ones in the new house which are this style [link]

But $75/door?!?! No can do.

Barb - Mar 04, 2010 5:37:17 am PST #13077 of 30001
“Not dead yet!”

Mooshu is one picky kitty.

Doggy. Picky doggy. Might as well be a kitty as contrary as he is.

And DJ, ugh. I might have smacked little white dude.

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