I think unicorns (and pegasuses) are magical creatures that do not poop.
Relatedly, I always wondered how the pushmi-pullyu pooped.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I think unicorns (and pegasuses) are magical creatures that do not poop.
Relatedly, I always wondered how the pushmi-pullyu pooped.
Okay people, STOP DYING. Right now. I decree from now on, immortality for everyone. Also no sickness or poverty, and everybody gets a house with a unicorn in the backyard.
I did get good news yesterday. The cancer diagnosis I mentioned (here or FB? Can't remember) is looking less dire after further testing. It's still going to be a rough rode, but the initial indications were that Things were Imminent. So that's huge.
(If I didn't mention here: not me. A very close family friend whose cancer diagnosis we learned on the Wednesday of ita week.)
My freezer has several pies' worth of blueberries that I picked last summer, waiting for me to pie them.
Not sure that they mail well, though. Sigh.
At least I can wish for (literal and/or figurative) sunshine for everyone.
Love to all with losses and illnesses.
Things are moving in the direction of me getting the window-office. I'm oddly anxious about the whole thing. I think it's because right now, I'm in a suite with my graduate assistants, and I feel like once I'm in an office far from them, I won't see them anymore. They are, at this point, my only colleagues, so it will be very lonely never seeing them.
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MM, I'm so sorry.
brenda, that's great news.
Hugs for those that want or need them, and ~ma for everyone.
Most everyone knows my first name. (In fact, I should just ask a stompy to change my board name, because I don't think anyone thinks of me that way.) My last name is "even" spelled backwards. My last significant FB post was about hockey and beer.
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Oh, good news, brenda.
I'm so sorry, MM.
I yam who I yam, here. Although I'm cagey about the last name everywhere. Whoever said their name was in low figures? Ours is...um, seven, on the continent. And H is paranoid about being "found". I'm like, and if "they" did "find" you? Then what? It's not like we're celebs, or famous for our achievements, or anything. Sweetie, I doubt anybody's *looking*, you know?
ETA: Brenda, that's really good news. Good to hear.
I had a minor breakdown in the car when I got home thinking about Hubby and Shadow and ita and everything. I am very tired of death.
Good news, brenda.
Hubby and ita would enjoy talking about weapons, I think.
Brenda, I'm glad there is some good news.