I've given her the ingredients in Kool-Aid so she can figure out if she wants to dye her hair with that. And now she's talking about dying the cat blue. I disavow all knowledge and responsibility.
'Objects In Space'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I once wrote a serial for our company newsletter about a dour librarian who worked in retrospective conversion, and his company that would take care of the libraries that no one else had the guts to take care of, and his adventures at the library of the tall, blonde dame who walked into his office begging for her to help him.
After a few months, my serial was about the only thing in the newsletter. When that adventure ended, they said they'd get back to me on if they needed another one for the next newsletter. There weren't anymore newsletters. The woman in charge of it didn't really like me. I think she got tired of everyone flipping directly to the page where my story was.
Gotta make sure that the kool aid is sugar free, otherwise it's a nasty sticky mess.
erin, good to know! You've done this before, I take it?
Oof. My Dad was in the ER a few days ago with bad constipation, and today my Mom was in the ER for diverticulitis.
Dad is somewhat better now. Mom probably won't need surgery, and will hopefully get out of the hospital tomorrow.
Yikes, Tommy.
I just desoldered my nonworking cigar box guitar, and I found the problem, but now the SO is at rehearsal and in his car is the box of parts I need to finish the repair. Grump.
And then I tried to make some payments and the system is down. It tells me they're due anyway, and to call this number to make them, but I HAVE CALLED ENOUGH PEOPLE TODAY, UNIVERSE! And some of them were quite stressful calls for a phone fear person. So that shall have to wait until tomorrow.
And my stomach has been grumbling all day, since before I woke up, and I don't want to eat anything but I'm probably hungry.
Harumph, you ducks, go home!
So anyway. I see no other recourse than to go play in the studio for the remainder of the evening. It's not on me. I will shed this completely unproductive and frustrating day and make some music.
Ugh, that is waaaay too much severe digestive unrest!
And yes, I spent most of high school dying my hair with kool aid. Then I discovered manic panic.
Is Manic Panic a permanent color?
Not Erin, but no, not permanent. Unless you are asking about the spots on the bathtub or shower curtain, or anywhere else where you rinse it out.