OMG, damn you autocorrect indeed! PRE-distressed. Not pee. Ew.

You guys, PLEASE keep an eye on your joints/tendons if you're taking Cipro (also Avelox and Levaquin). It can cause severe joint/tendon damage (like tendons rupturing and/or snapping), often irreparable.

I once took Levaquin for all of two days, when I starting feeling like my arms were about to snap off at the elbows. Weirdest pain/weakness feeling. I didn't know about the tendon thing at the time, because of course my doctor didn't mention it. When I looked it up, I called my doctor and told him I'd already stopped taking it. He called in a different script, this time for something I already knew I was allergic to, which was clearly in my chart and I'd told him about it. I gave up. Don't remember now what I was taking it for, but I didn't die.

Being a fan of old b/w period costume dramas, I was quite familiar with Flynn's movies. The first time I ever took notice of Kevin Kline was in Sophie's Choice. I did a double take.

I said that I could love him completely...as a complete person without being with him because, in truth, if I broke up his marriage he would no longer be the man I was in love with. Sort of Shroedinger's husband.

Oh, what a wonderful way to put it. This is where I'm trying to get to with B, but with his inability to commit rather than his already being committed.

Dude, it autocorrected to pee? ::squints at meara::

This is where I'm trying to get to with B, but with his inability to commit rather than his already being committed.

I totally get that.

For me, it's about loving that people and things are in the world without needing them to be different than they are. It's like life is my museum. I can appreciate, without owning, the pieces around me.

For me, it's about loving that people and things are in the world without needing them to be different than they are.

useful to remind yourself even if you are married

Oh mercy. Jilli warned me, but did I listen? No. I did not.

I've continued to listen to the Dancre Stoker Dracula sequel because I enjoy the reader but there comes a time when even the most melodious British accent cannot overcome the malodorous prose.

I won't bother transcribing the tripe but will share one particularly pungent moment when a minor character is attacked by a spectral vampire. Disemboweled, "he thought he might vomit but looked down and realized he no longer had the stomach for it ."

I kid you not. Now, that there is some litterchur...I tell you what.

Sigh. Moving on.

The important stuff from today's big sporting contest:

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The commercials.

Oh mercy. Jilli warned me, but did I listen? No. I did not.

I TOLD YOU. Seriously, if *I* warn someone away from a trashy vampire novel, it is dire.

Wonderful wording, bonny, indeed.

In the end, the crazy passion mellowed into a lifelong friendship which is far, far more valuable than anything we could have wrought at the time.

Yeah, that's where I'm aiming for. I guess it's easier in my case, with only a crush.