I have reached the Kill Me Now stage of the cold. Also known as the How Can One Head Hold This Much Mucus? stage.
Willow ,'Storyteller'
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
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.
A most unpleasant stage. May it be fleeting.
That stage is the worst.
I wanted my shamrock shake. So, I took ltc out for milkshakes after school. She was very pleased, but she had a strawberry one.
Mmm...shamrock shake.
Oooh, I always forget about those until it's too late. Maybe I'll go get one this year.
The few times I waite for St Patrick's Day they were already out. So we had milkshakes in 17F weather.
Why wouldn't you!
(Do people from away know that one of the local stereotypes is that we drink iced coffee year-round?)
Dana, another insent to your fb messenger.
Oh my goodness. My ex-of-sorts, who I visited shortly before breaking my ankle (she lives in Toronto) just broke HER ankle!! Not as badly as I did but still! She'll be in a cast for six weeks. I'm like damn, that is not the way to be cool like me! (Or like Zen, who started the trend?)