Aw, Theo, I'm sorry. That job would'a sucked, anyway!
Willow: You know what they say. The bigger they are... Anya: The faster they stomp you into nothin'.
'The Killer In Me'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Zenkitty - Sep 27, 2010 4:42:35 pm PDT #26368 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Strix - Sep 27, 2010 4:48:58 pm PDT #26369 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
ita, doesn't your dr. have an answering service or a cell phone number on their voice mail?
I am SO not one to abuse that kind of stuff, but were I you, I would totes be ringin' that bell.
Hell, gimme your doc's office and Ima do it for you.
Consuela - Sep 27, 2010 4:50:50 pm PDT #26370 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
California-istas might appreciate some pictures of coolness in Autumn: [link]
Theo, that sucks, I'm sorry. I hope something comes through.
It's still pretty hot here, although cooling. I'm trying to decide if I should suck it up and just get a milkshake for dinner. I've lived around the corner from this burger place for a decade and never gone in, but they have milkshakes and it's kind of milkshake weather.
Scrappy - Sep 27, 2010 5:06:01 pm PDT #26371 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Dooooo eeeet.
§ ita § - Sep 27, 2010 5:17:07 pm PDT #26372 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
doesn't your dr. have an answering service or a cell phone number on their voice mail?
Oh, to have his number! No, I'm totally insulated from him. They only give out the front desk and the assistant's number. I thought I was special because I had her email address, but not much use.
Man, and I just saw him last week. But I refill this every week--and he writes for 2-4 weeks each time, and the details on the meds label don't accurately reflect whether I can refill or not. It makes it very hard to do other than last-minute refills.
Strix - Sep 27, 2010 5:20:59 pm PDT #26373 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I am pro-milkshake.
Great. Flea-dipped the dog this weekend, and I just found three fleas on Cosmo.
Have to wait til payday, but all the animals are getting treatments, and the furniture sprayed. and vaccuumed. Thank god we have wooden floors and only two cloth couches.
Cats are banned from bedroom, and I will wash all the bedding tomorrow. Le sigh.
Ah, well. It's better than working at the shelter and getting lice twice. I haven't seen any fleas off animals, so those preventative measures should be ok.
I still am totally reaction-itching now.
tiggy - Sep 27, 2010 5:23:00 pm PDT #26374 of 30001
I do believe in killing the messenger, you know why? Because it sends a message. ~ Damon Salvatore
has anyone seen the commercial for those little disposable shoes? anyone know who makes them and where i can find them? google is giving me no love.
Strix - Sep 27, 2010 5:24:00 pm PDT #26375 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Lord, ita, can you MENTION this horrid predicament to him? It's hardly the first time it's happened, and it's ridic -- your meds are PRN, right?
Sometimes I long for the days of apothecaries, when you could just stroll in and get whatever. Of course, whatever was usually not that effective, unless it was laudanum, but...
Strix - Sep 27, 2010 5:25:16 pm PDT #26376 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
tiggy - Sep 27, 2010 5:27:20 pm PDT #26377 of 30001
I do believe in killing the messenger, you know why? Because it sends a message. ~ Damon Salvatore
no, they look like little ballet flats. the basic premise is that you keep them in your purse for when you go clubbing and then hit the afterparties.