um ... at least you don't leave with an ugly picture? (that's all I've got)
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Instead of an ugly picture, you get inexplicable bills that you protest and protest and finally give up and pay. Then six months later you get a check for the amount you protested, without explanation. This happens after a visit in which they put you in a little room and forget you, then admit an hour later that they forgot you and laugh about it.
Your foot problems might be relieved by kicking the shit out of some people at Kaiser.
Health ~ma to your family, Tep.
Vortex, if you come down here for a late birthday celebration, we'll have the best time! I have an almost-full bottle of Fernet. It's no North Beach, but we can do some damage.
smonster, we missed you at the company picnic today. I invited Chris M. and Jessica O'H. to your going away party. Hope that's okay. They were asking about you. Get this: someone broke their ankle falling off the Segway. THAT FUCKING SEGWAY. I want to hide it where no one will ever find it.
death to the Segways!
It's my nemesis.
Har:
Dear Scissors,
I feel your pain.....no one wants to run with me either.
Sincerely,
Sarah Palin
It's my nemesis.
Toddson's too, IIRC.
Has anyone had this recently that was offered anything more magical, like cortisone?
My mom has it and swears by Keen shoes. Also, she rolls her foot on a can of beans, or something. I'll ask her what else she does.
amyth, sorry I missed it! I overslept this morning and it fucked my whole day. I actually ran into Pat at the CVS getting cold medicine, poor thing. Of course it's fine you invited Jessica and Chris! I should make a list of peeps to invite. Jill C and Pat and Anna W and Diane G and Brian and Laura C and Debbie B and, uh, I'm sure lots more. You know who I like.
I fed the baby goats tonight and stayed for dinner. ZOMG. Grilled venison, potato salad, green salad, white wine, and of course, goat cheese. They gave me half a small wheel of Sancerre and it is DIVINE, plus another couple small aged rounds. No, really. Best. Layoff. EVER. And now I have to go to bed, because I have to leave to go feed them again in 8 hrs.
Goat cheese: that fucking Segway pisses me off so badly. IN NO WAY SUSTAINABLE, DAMN. Who was it who broke their ankle, anyone we know?