Ach, Amyth. I'm so sorry this is all crashing down on you. Big hug to Lulu.
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Nah, it's fine in one. Culling is a good thing!
(((((Amyth)))))
Suzi, is there anyway you can go to the Food Network thing without CJ? It doesn't seem fair that you have to be punished too.
Possibly, but with the ick, I should probably stay home anyway. Today has been worse than yesterday. This is week 2 of the ick. I'm so over it.
Oh, amyth. I'm so sorry about everything.
In good news, I got a letter in the mail yesterday from a bank I don't bank with. Turned out to be about some Starbucks stock from many years ago when I worked for them and had kind of figured was gone with the wind since I didn't even begin to know how to track it down. Looks like it's currently worth about $4500. Nice! I'm not going to sell it or anything, but maybe this time I'll try to do a better job of keeping track of it.
Oh, Amyth, I'm so sorry. {{hairpats}}
IOgoodN, my mom is arriving tonight! She's had a tough year and this visit is all about being a vacay for her. We have movies, gardening, shopping and trips to look at nice things planned. Plus, she and I always go to the big lefty church in Pasadena [link] on Sunday, so she can get ideas to take back to her less-big lefty church at home [link]
I can't even cry anymore. Not for her, or my brother, or my dog, or anything. I'm just going about my day, working, doing trivial things, surfing the web, waiting to see what happens next.
I'd be worried about how dissociated I am about all this, but I'm too dissociated to give a shit.
I remember that one. I called it The Zombie Shuffle, where you just walk numbly and keep moving.
Remember that whole "Come to San Francisco and get spoiled!" plan? Still on, whenever you can.
Suzi, that hardly seems fair. If Emmett got suspended every time he ever pushed somebody at school he'd be home every day.
He had his Bio final this morning and then they let him out, so he's now on the couch watching Pulp Fiction. We studied for about three hours last night. Though the first part involved a fight when I felt he had wasted half the day instead of preparing, and then I didn't much appreciate him slumping over on the bed, with no energy or focus. But we got past that and covered all ten chapters, and I pointed out the astonishing fact that every chapter has a Review section followed by an Assessment page ("That's code, Emmett, for 'just like the Test'. Answer these questions and you'll be well on your way to a decent grade.")
Good news, brenda! I wish we had better luck trying to cash out JZ's once-forgotten stock. The company got bought and traded three times and nobody wants to pony up the money after nine months of inquiries.