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

UGH, Todd, how awful.

On the dear departed's behalf, I thank you for the decent burial. We had a dead mouse last month, icky indeed!

'Dazzling Pubic Hair,' I confess, is not on my list of life priorities. I applaud all for whom it is!

I can't remember if Interceptor covers for whipworms

I can't even go into how awful that time was. I'm sure I mentioned it at the time. With no exaggeration at all, I can say I believe I developed PTSD symptoms. So much so that, several years later, if anything 'unusual' happens during a bio-walk, I still have fits.

Anyway, hardy worms or not, Panacur is a joy to me.

I assume that Dazzling pubes are brought to you by the same folks who want us all the Va-jazzle our vaginas. Or it just may mean I'm officially too old to be sexy.

Since it's "Hip Snips" I think it may be new and interesting ways to trim the hair. Either way, not for me.