Tannin is a vasoconstrictor, yes? So it would help reduce inflammation, methinks (Google semi-bears me out on this).
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.
Also, I ate salad even though I didn't feel like it, and I've moved about a dozen more boxes out of what will be the other bedroom (another exciting discovery when I was trying to get the animals out of the danger zone - none of the doors latch, much less lock. Awesomecakes) so flea has somewhere to sleep this weekend, and put away more clothes. I get to punch my adult card and go to sleep now, yes?
I'm remembering Cass posting last week, and all I can think is -- I have an hour left of my 30s. I feel like I should go corrupt an 18-year-old.
none of the doors latch, much less lock.
Oooooops. Man, there are so many little things with a new place, aren't there? I was so psyched that all the rooms had doors, and now... oops!
Pouring rain!!! Yay!
Oooooops. Man, there are so many little things with a new place, aren't there? I was so psyched that all the rooms had doors, and now... oops!
Heh. I mean, that's a minor thing, that I can probably fix myself, if R will buy new knobs or I can score some at The Green Project or Habitat or somewhere. It's nuts, though, the little thingy that would latch is just... gone. I knew there'd be lots of things with the house - I still love it! Don't want you to feel bad that you and K gave me the green light. As I told someone on fb, I'll be learning its charms and quirks for a while. I do dearly wish that R hadn't painted everything with flat paint. Semi-gloss is your friend, dude.
Also, seconding the yay rain! Daily thunderstorms in the summer are only right and proper.
Don't want you to feel bad that you and K gave me the green light.
I may be feeling overly responsible for stuff in general these days... hopefully that won't last!
I'm remembering Cass posting last week, and all I can think is -- I have an hour left of my 30s. I feel like I should go corrupt an 18-year-old.
I didn't do that! Well, I posted at the end of my 30s. But I didn't corrupt an 18-year-old!
I will admit that the last bits of my 30s were a little stressful but I faced them with help from you guys (and sparkly, sparkly purple toenails) and 40 kinda has been good so far. You're going to rock 40, Tep.
Booyah. I can now officially shake my cane and yell at the kids to get offa my lawn.
Forrrrrrrdeeeeeee.
WOOT GO TEPPY!!!
40 is totes awesome. You will rock it, birthday lady.
Well, if Teppy is what I have to look forward to, forty is gonna rock next year!