Love those boots!

Now _that_ was a fun time. Mercy. How long ago was that?

Google says six years. Damn. They have a new album out... Better than the previous one, not as good as the two before that.

Does Toddson have a blog or tumblr for her nail stuff? Or pics on Flickr? I'd love to see some.

I am waiting for paint to dry. But not watching it, I'm chilling in the a/c and catching up here.

So, I had a bit of a freakout last night. D was just being too awesome (by which I don't mean porn, that was earlier) and I literally had to roll away because I was terrified he'd realize how much like him and fuck off into the night, to borrow a Proopism. It's always in the back of my mind, but PMS brought it roaring to the front. We talked, and he was super sweet, and I believe we're exclusive now. It's sad how simple kindness and affection just fucking rocks my world and simultaneously terrifies me.

It's sad how simple kindness and affection just fucking rocks my world and simultaneously terrifies me.

Aww. That is sad. And yet horribly, I totally understand.

In other news, I just found out (via facebook) that an ex of mine is now not just married to but having a baby with the girl she left me for. Granted it was many many years ago now, but STILL. I am all "Waaah, I will never get married or have babies and I am OLD and nobody will ever love me and I will DIE alone with a CAT who will EAT ME FOR FOOD."

Or something. Sigh.

Just Jupiter? Jupiter is the bringer of jocularity...may favorite!

I am shocked - shocked! - that you didn't say "joviality".

I love untangling yarn. It's very meditative for me. Part of the "imposing order out of chaos" that drives me into office supply stores and stores that sell things to sort my beads into.

Connie, me too.

In other news, I just found out (via facebook) that an ex of mine is now not just married to but having a baby with the girl she left me for.

Oh, I get this. When I found out on the same weekend that my two misguided rugby crushes were both going to be fathers, it was a little rough. I don't want to be a babymama to either; not sure I want to be a babymama at all; but it was still rough. Just a month ago, twelve years to the day after I told my friend I had a crush on her and her only response was "I can't be what you want me to be," she got married to an Indian guy in a gorgeous wedding to which I was not invited. Again - we've fallen way out of touch; I don't want to be with her; but there is this feeling of getting left behind that becomes more and more palpable with every ex that gets married/has a kid.

I don't like feeling desperate. I resent the yearning for a partner. Which, of course, is not at all helpful.

Uggh, I thought I could make it through this course of ABs without digestive chaos, but no. My probiotics are apparently not up to the task, so I had to eat some emergency Greek yogurt today. I should stock up .

Google says six years. Damn. They have a new album out... Better than the previous one, not as good as the two before that.

SIX? Lordy. It seems like...less than that. I'll check out the latest. I still remember that fellow I danced with who told me he had the very first phone number on the Hill. It was a funny, and sort of touching, chat up line. Yet, still a chat up line.

Does Toddson have a blog or tumblr for her nail stuff? Or pics on Flickr? I'd love to see some.

Not that I know of, but she describes is awesome. Recent looks have included newspaper print and fish scales. Very cool.

I am shocked - shocked! - that you didn't say "joviality".

billytea! You are right to be shocked, because that is actually what I meant. More than that, you have remedied a mistake I have been making for DECADES.

The first time I heard the Holst piece was at a John Williams conducted concert of 'Space Music' in 1979 in Walnut Creek, CA. I was totally and completely entranced and have loved that music since. But I've been using the wrong title! Thanks for setting me straight.

Kindness and affection are way underrated these days, especially in a romantic partner. I think pretty much every male friend (er, all but one) that I talked to about DH before we got together gave me the unsolicited advice that I should withhold my affections if I wanted him to find me attractive. @@

Uggh, I thought I could make it through this course of ABs without digestive chaos, but no. My probiotics are apparently not up to the task, so I had to eat some emergency Greek yogurt today. I should stock up .

After I had 4 courses of antibiotics in 2 months for the Great Tooth Saga, my innards were fucked. So in addition to probiotics, I started brewing my own kombucha. Although it's not for everyone.

Kombucha, hmm. I just took my last dose, so I'm hoping things will improve from here, but I'm filing that for future reference.

My co-worker brews kombucha in large quantities, so she gave me a starter and instructions to brew it. My brother also pimps the beneficial effects of kombucha, and has for years. So I decided to give it a shot.

And since I'm on round 5 of antibiotics right now, my poor flora need all the help they can get.