Yay, St Woot!
Plei, all the ~ma headed your way.
Gronk. I had a fitful night's sleep because I just couldn't calm down. I'm trying now to concentrate on tonight; we have friends coming over to watch Torchwood!
[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.
Yay, St Woot!
Plei, all the ~ma headed your way.
Gronk. I had a fitful night's sleep because I just couldn't calm down. I'm trying now to concentrate on tonight; we have friends coming over to watch Torchwood!
Daisy~ma, PMM. If I remember correctly, Giardia isn't in the standard screen for viruses/parasites, so if they didn't tell you they checked, you might want to ask.
Plei, Sparky speaks wise. Also, in my extremely expensive experience, giardia can be tested for and mis-diagnosed several times before any cysts are found.
Also, also, is whip worm extant in your area?
Bartleby saw 11 different vets before whip worm was diagnosed and eradicated by a $10 preparation you can get off Amazon.
I strongly recommend laying in a supply of Panacur. Bartleby gets it twice a year as a matter of course. It is extremely safe and more effective/less caustic than the prescriptions generally offered by vets.
ONLY, WOE!! Netflix has taken VM off their streaming list!!
WOE!!
Aims, tragique!! I may have to embark on my own rewatch.
To burble some more, he is ADORBS. Just, so cute and intelligent and respectful and funny and laid back. His favorite picture of me from OKC is the one where I'm using a compound miter saw. He brushed my hair out of my face and said, "I've been wanting to do that since we had coffee." He's not fazed by my depression or my needy pets or my lack of a job or my complete geekiness. Still kind of waiting for the other shoe, even though we've covered quite a few potential issues already.
They sent two cable techs this time. Fingers crossed!!
How lovely, smonster. I'm loving every post. I feel like a doting old Aunt. ::tiny claps::. How NICE for you, dear!
And good on St. W for knowing a wonderful woman when he sees one.
I feel like a doting old Aunt. ::tiny claps::. How NICE for you, dear!
::sporfle:: SO not how I think of you.
And good on St. W for knowing a wonderful woman when he sees one.
Daww.
IOmememeN, I.. has.. INTERNET! Hallelu.
Thanks for reminding me that I need to cancel Netflix. I did the one month trial, but almost everything that I wanted to watch was not on streaming. I wanted Netflix for the convenience, and if I was going to have the inconvenience of dealing with DVDs, they shouldn't have the nerve to charge extra for it.
how did he like the spicy carrot salad?
WS, missed this earlier. Heh. Filled up on quesadillas and brownies, he didn't have any. Stay tuned.
Also, also, is whip worm extant in your area?
Oh my god, Kato got whipworms at least twice last year. I can't remember if Interceptor covers for whipworms; I think it does, but we may have hardy whipworms. Ugh.
Well, this morning has been ... challenging. At 2:30 am the fire alarm in my building went off. We've had a lot of false alarms (somehow the elevator is connected to the fire alarm in such a way that if some particular thing happens - always in the wee hours of the morning - it trips the fire alarm which, in turn, shuts down the elevators). With my bad knee, I might be able to get down the steps, but back up would be a non-starter (and it takes about three hours to get the elevators back on). So ... I hung around the hallway to find out if it really was a fire so I could get out or if it was a false alarm; and false alarm it was. Although it took me some time to get back to sleep - adrenaline, you know.
When I finally pried myself out of bed for the morning, when I went into the kitchen there was a dead mouse in the middle of the floor. (A world of ewwww.) I made sure it was dead, scooped it into a plastic bag for disposal, then cleaned up the floor in case of ickies. Once the trash room opened up, I could send the mouse on to its final destination.
After finally getting in to work (running late, of course), I had a baggie of ice to put in the freezer, since the office ice machine isn't working (and, no, ice cube trays are not available). Pulled the bag out and it popped open, ice all over everything.
The day has to get better, right?
BUT! in amusing news, I got a catalog (discounted books) last night and one, um, gem was "Hip Snips: Your Complete Guide to Dazzling Pubic Hair". I'M NOT MAKING THIS UP