And now I've discovered that I've double-booked myself and will have to try and find someone to buy a concert ticket off me. The woooorst.
Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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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.
Well, you know, Thursdays. Never could get the hang of.
I need to remember to buy overpriced desserts after work. I have a Groupon and I need something to bring to the baby shower tomorrow. Do not go directly home, self! Get treats and cash!
And after almost missing my stop on the way to work this morning, I missed my stop on the way home. What is wrong with my brain today?
What'd I miss?
Been a mildly disheartening couple of days. Nothing big, just...you know, bleah. Just bleah. Irritating and bleah.
How you all been?
What'd I miss?
Stuff. Oh, and that thing that caught fire.
But the llamas got out. Pity about the rutabagas.
Timelies all!
My teeth are fine, it's my gums that are a problem. Flossing wasn't enough, so I'm using a system where I put a hydrogen peroxide gel into molded guards, put them on my teeth and let it sit for 10 minutes. Seems to be keeping my gums healthy, and has whitened my teeth a bit as a side effect.
Folks, it's obvious. The llamas set the fire as a distraction so they could escape and take the rutabagas. Which they use for fuel for their starship.
D'oi.
Okay, the symphony let me swap out the ticket, so instead of going to see Bernadette Peters in February, I'm going to see Sutton Foster on Sunday.
"So long, and thanks for all the rutabagas!"