Aw beth, that sucks.
Hope it's all just temporary.
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Aw beth, that sucks.
Hope it's all just temporary.
Hope it's all just temporary.
I think so -- it just may be that I have to really baby step going off this. At leas t I do have my close and mid vision. If I never had to look out a window or drive I could deal...
( difference between dive and drive is crucial in this case)
And been tempted to introduce yourself, and shake hands? Sorry, I know you are a good guy, but I really, really had to say it.I think a handshake is the wrong greeting. A kiss on both cheeks seems much better!
Yes, Stunt, Bitches let's loose strange things. :: sits on group bench for Tenant lust::
beth, it sucks you are having withdrawal trouble with prednisone. I hate all the nasty side effects it has on people I care about.
My dear Stunt Husband, welcome to Bitches. Talking fondly about each other's naughty bits is what we do. Also, talking about naughty bits in general. And specific naughty bits belonging to random strangers as well as celebrities. To preserve your sensitive sensibilities, the group might be persuaded to use euphemisms, but I think in order to get everyone on board with that, the euphemisms would have to be entertaining enough. "Nether limbs" for instance might be used to describe Cthulhu's ... erm... godhood.
A kiss on both cheeks seems much better!
or a kiss on each boobie, as Drew insisted on doing at the DC F2F.
And in WTF People news
1. Kid calls my office says "I know that you have to have 30 credits and a 3.6 to be in the Honors Program, but what if you have 29 credits" YOU'RE NOT FUCKING ELIGIBLE, YOU FUCKWIT!!!
2. Parent calls my office and says "I've been trying to fax this form to another office for 2 and a half days and the fax machine is busy. I was trying to avoid Federal Express, but i guess I have to now" Yes, you do. "Do you have another fax number for this office?" No, I don't. And even if I did, it would go to the wrong fucking place because if they wanted you to fax it somewhere else, they would have put that number on the fucking form!!!!! Do not whine at me about how it's going to be late at 4:45 on the due date. If you had called YESTERDAY, then I might have volunteered to walk it down on my way to lunch, but I'll be DAMNED if I'm going to hustle it for your stupid ass at 4:45.
Fortuntely, the answer to both quesitons is the same. "Sucks to be you. Click."
Or in a just world it would be, at any rate.
Nether Limbs. Hee.
No no - I'll adapt *hand staple forehead*. For be it for *me* to require that an entire extant community modify its social norms to accommodate my personal foibles. (JILLI HUSH)
Tennant - notsomuch. I love his Doctor only less than Tom Baker's, and only slightly more than Eccleston's.
I give you, instead: Ben Browder. Rawr.
Can't type more. At work. Wish to keep job. *waggles eyebrows suggestively however*
I give you, instead: Ben Browder. Rawr.
This, I can work with.
I like the way you think, StuntHusband.
hee! one of us! one of us! (if there was any doubt)
Ben Browder can put up shower curtains for me, any day.
Also, I bet he would be a dab hand at reaching things on high shelves.