We could buy the building and start our own church. "The Church of Not Being a Wanker," or something....
My eyes are watering something fierce from not trying to snort coffee up my nose. Best. Church. Ever.
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We could buy the building and start our own church. "The Church of Not Being a Wanker," or something....
My eyes are watering something fierce from not trying to snort coffee up my nose. Best. Church. Ever.
Gotta love a book review that starts with "your book rocked my face off"!
A church would be a fantastic place to live! Hard to heat though. We'd need a lotta cats.
A church would be a fantastic place to live! Hard to heat though. We'd need a lotta cats.
Now I'm picturing a church with a bunch of cats wearing Pope hats....
eta: And there could be kitty Communion, with the wafers replaced by Pounce.
I'm going to hell, right? Wait, I already knew that.
Man, this cold is killing me. My nasal passages (or whatever they're called) are so swollen I can't breathe through my nose. Nasal spray helps, but only for about an hour, and then everything closes up again, and you're not supposed to use it more than every 4 hours. (And also not more than 3 days.) Am considering a roto-rooter.
I am so strung out on a gazillion cold meds I can't sleep. But due to the White Death, work is cancelled today, so I'm watching S1 of The OC and marvelling at the wonder that is Peter Gallagher's eyebrows.
Tim is also sick, but HE has the nasty green snot, so HE gets antibiotics, the bastard. MY snot is clear, so there's nothing I can do except breathe through my mouth and watch DVDs.
What's weird is I started the neti pot Sunday night, and it seemed like it was helping, until yesterday, at which point my nasal passages totally swelled shut. Dude, what is THAT? Why would that happen? Unfair!
I'm going to hell, right? Wait, I already knew that.
Honey, we've got an entire car booked on the Bullet Train with "Buffistas" inscribed on the side. Just roll with it.
I'm waiting for the scantron to finish grading the multiple choice part of the finals so that I can enter grades. I don't understand why they can't get the computers coordinated -- there's one set of university computers that has the grade information, and another set of university computers that needs the grade information, but they can't communicate it -- I need to print it out from one and then enter it into the other.
Steph, would your doctor prescribe you a steroidal nasal spray to help the swelling in your nasal passages?
One of my sister's dogs has cancer and will probably have her leg amputated last week - not something you want to explain to kids right before xmas.
so there's nothing I can do except breathe through my mouth and watch DVDs.
The horror.
Lots of cats makes living anywhere better. You could put in lots of kitty walkways in a church, high up in the rooms and through the walls and all, like that one house I don't have a link to.
Oh, Sparky. I know how tough that is. (Not the kid part, than can only make it harder.)
Lots of cats makes living anywhere better. You could put in lots of kitty walkways in a church, high up in the rooms and through the walls and all, like that one house I don't have a link to.
Heh.
And there could be a giant crucifix in the church. We could cover Jesus with carpet so the cats could climb up Him, and there could be flat carpet-covered platforms for kitties to sleep on Jesus's outstretched arms.
Yep, still going to hell....