Brenda! I just remembered that the other night I had asked you about how your eating habits changed, and your post got eaten, and so I was wondering if you'd be willing to give it a shot again.

Please feel free not to -- you don't exist for my own personal edification.

(Everyone else does, though. Dance, monkeys, dance!)

Oh, yeah yeah. Let me put my thoughts together a little and I will.

Oh, yeah yeah. Let me put my thoughts together a little and I will.

Compose it in Word then cut and paste!

Hah! This time I will do that.

Please feel free not to -- you don't exist for my own personal edification.

(Everyone else does, though. Dance, monkeys, dance!)

Sorry, I have a cat on my lap, and my cat is higher on my "I exist for his/her edification" scale.

I mean, it's not like I haven't been negative about things, but the fact that the concern came from people that don't really know me or my work, or why I might have reason to be negative is the frustrating thing.

Grrr. Er, translation: I've been there. It's maddening.

"Yes, I'm unhappy, because I work with crazy people. If I enjoyed working with crazy people, I wouldn't be looking to work with your group, because you're not crazy. Although this Catch-22 you've set up is making me reconsider that assessment."

Disclaimer: I apparently do have a facebook account but I don't use it, and apparently don't know how, either!

I'm seeing names popping up in my gmail twice over, so apologies to all you Buffistas if I'm spamming you.

QQ: afternoon tea. Gender-biased?

And what's a really really inexpensive menu? I've got several packets of lavender that I'm going to boil into some lemonade (it's in early April). Tea packets, are they tacky? Loose-leaf, is it too much trouble? And then I'd have to scrounge up tea pots and extra strainer dohickeys. Are just mini-scones enough? I make killer cucumber sammiches, but whenever I make them I don't want to share...

Oh dear - I've mentioned my Larouchie aunt & uncle in here before, yes? Behold my uncle, handing out Impeach Obama signs at a Tea Party rally. Complete with Hitler mustache, because, really, nothing says "My cult is more important to me than my Jewish heritage" like the President in a Hitler mustache.

(In case the link doesn't work, he's the guy front & center in #16.)

Spending this much on nail polish is a tad frivolous, but I feel okay about it given that it's making me very happy.

You know, it's cheaper than therapy.

Yikes, Jess!

My Dell laptop is dead. The second hard drive is fried. I have a column due tonight so I'm trying to pull something out of my ass using DH's laptop.

I need recs on laptops--NOT Dell and NOT HP.