Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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.
flea, I'm sorry about the house. House hunting is just so soul sucking.
In re moving: I have, in the past, made "happy moving day" baskets for friends. Contents will include (yes, a lightbulb), a flashlight, toilet paper, paper plates and plastic flatware and, since most of my friends are women, tampons.
This is a great idea. A corkscrew would be a wonderful addition to this. We couldn't figure out where we packed ours when we first moved, and a bottle of wine after the move was badly needed.
I hope you can find something better, SailAway. Micromanagement sucks.
Spidercat!
The cat is a sweetie pie and would be a good match for Finn, personality-wise.
Are you keeping the name?
I'm not sure yet. I may change it to Petey. Of course, this assumes he was not adopted in the 15 minutes between the time I left the shelter and the time it opens tomorrow.
Anne, he's adorable!
Petey would actually be Peter Parker, right?
Petey would actually be Peter Parker, right?
Yup!
You win either way, Anne, what a cutie!
Cute kitty!
ION, the last school day before Valentine's Day is maybe not the best day to try to get kids' Valentine cards. In other words, all that was left was Transformers cards, and so Tim is getting a regular old grownup card. Planning FAIL. Although, admittedly, I only thought of it today, so it was destined to fail. I'll have to plan better next year.
Oh, he's beautiful, Anne! Really cool markings.
I'm so sorry about the house, flea.
Very sandcatty markings! And super plush!
Today's latest news is that I have to replace my 275 gallon fuel oil tank sooner rather than later. It's over 50 years old and nicely rusted at the bottom.
Sarah had her original and the fuel company informed her they would not refill it again in 2013. But she was able to swap to gas, which iirc, isn't an option In your area. Be forewarned, it's noisy as fuck. Wait, is yours in the basement or outside? Originally, ours were in the basement room under the porch. They had to deconstruct in place to remove.
And you aren't kidding about the cleanup issues. An oil company once delivered to Brian's house. Key points: he doesn't have a tank, he's on gas. Needless to say, it cost the company tens of thousands of dollars and who knows what in fines to remediate his basement and house. They had to rent him a place for 3 months or something.
Today was another complete clusterfuck. I might've thrown a stack of postits across the room in a meeting. Anger issues, I'm learning them. And I need my expansion tank drained.