Willow ,'Get It Done'
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.
ita, chalk it up to a (NPI) contact infection. Lack of boundaries momentarily infected you. But you recovered quickly!
I revisit past did-I-really-do-that's?! for no reason so I know how it goes. If I wanna cringe, I can remember something needlessly stupid that I did and feel bad all over again.
My husband set a 5 year statute of limitations on cringey stuff like that. If it happened more than 5 years ago, he is not allowed to feel bad about it.
Were the cats good for the cleaner, Perkins?
I think so, but Dita is freaked right the fuck out.
I can't help it; it is visceral. Stomach drops and my back tightens up, even as I can laugh at it now. And sometimes it is just stupid to feel bad. Like when I had to do a lunch delivery and COMPLETELY got the location wrong after insisting I knew the place, and drove all over (because I am a perfectionist, control freak and don't like admitting I don't know...well, I've gotten over mostly the first and definitely the third.) I felt so bad, I paid for the lunch. And it was over $100.
It's funny now (Kroger building!= Kroger HQ) but my god I felt dumb and incompetent at the time.
I become more and more convinced Devi and Dita share a common ancestor.
I become more and more convinced Devi and Dita share a common ancestor.
We shall call it 'Devita Peron'.
I am more and more convinced you are right.
Dta is beginning to calm down, which right now means she only makes a mad dash across the apartment once every 5 minutes or so.
I do treasure your very existence, billytea!
Devi is so spooky around people, though she's so used to Taylor after all those years, she only hides for the first bit, even if Taylor has strangers with her. And will act normal thereafter.
I find it interesting that since it has gotten chilly (and I haven't turned on the heat) MK spends more time downstairs. Upstairs is of course, warmer. And he's gotten way fluffier. I guess he is vampiring body heat from me?
God I hate spindles.
I seem to have acquired a kitten. From the egg farm.
THEY COME FROM EGGS?!?
I don't know what sparked it, Amy. I choose to blame my sister and her sparking thoughts of family and how we're strange within the bounds of normal, but extended family is out there. I try to be shocked, but it's getting harder and harder.