So I got a massage tonight at a place that bills itself as thereputic. I wasn't sure if I should tip or not! And I was paying with a groupon, so I never got out my wallet, saw a sales slip, etc. And it was my therapist checking me out, so I felt awkward asking. I think I'm going to have to call anonymously to check...
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.
Ah, I-80, my Pennsylvania nemesis. How I loathe that stretch of road.
Ah, I-80, my Pennsylvania nemesis. How I loathe that stretch of road.
For REALZ.
I-80 through west Kansas and east Colorado, that's boring.
Do you mean I-70?
Cool, Gliese 581 is sort of the inspiration for my next novel and existing short story.
We're supposed to get an amount of rain in the next 24 hours that is almost half what my hometown gets in a year.
Made sure all the paper goods were off the floor in my basement where I sometimes get small puddles...
Papa Murphy's BBQ Chicken Thin Crust is a win. Nom.
I've made three karate group classes in a row! Woot. And I signed up for sparring in the upcoming tournament.
Congrats, SuziQ!
Smart thinking, sarameg. I'm sometimes really thick about paying attn to the weather forecast.
I need to make something for dinner that uses up a lot of vegetables. I guess I could make soup and work out some stress by chopping vegetables with a giant knife.
Do you mean I-70?
I-80 is boring but I-70 is a nightmare of switchback freeway notorious for traffic jams at inconvenient times.