I'm sorry, Scrappy. It's just so hard to let go.
Chairs: B
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'm sorry, Scrappy. It's just so hard to let go.
Chairs: B
Worst club ever.
Burrell, I hope you get a break soon, or at least a little time to do a few stretches and maybe take a much-needed nap. You're dealing with so much right now -- I hope you can treat yourself as nicely as possible.
And Scrappy, that's a tough spot to be in with J. I'm sorry. Can you call your vet and have them give you any guidance?
The second link Matt. LOVE them.
I HATE THIS CLUB.
Me too. Seriously, I have to figure out how to fly without getting sick. Especially while I am still on vacation!
so sorry Scrappy.
2nd link on the stools, but the third is close behind. I don't like the first.
Oh, Scrappy, that's hard. And your poor mom! Fie on your brother's wife.
Ugh Scrappy, that's a lot of unhappy to ponder. So so sorry about your kitty.
(And I agree with Amy, fie on your brother's wife.)
Happy birthday, erikaj!
Burrell, be kind to yourself.
The exit interview at now-ex job went fine. I got to wander around and say goodbye to the people I wanted to, and I was stopped by a gratifying number of folks who had seen my goodbye email that morning and wanted to say "WHAT THE HELL NO YOU CAN'T LEAVE". (This allowed me to shrug, smile, and say, "Drama. You know how it is," which prompted one co-worker to say, out of the blue, "Wow, I'm sorry [now-ex boss] is such a bitch. You'll be better off."
Then I went to a dentist appointment, went for ice cream, and came home to discover a friend had sent me a pair of Halloween mouse ears from Disneyland. Today is pretty good, and I wish it would have been better for all of you.