Oh, I will, Andi. I just didn't have a vise grips with me.

ETA; in my defense, the central shaft that pushes up to release the reel was seized, a sharp rap on a wooden table did not hurt nor solve the issue.

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I've decided I may have to have a pair of these, someday:

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I've always preferred bare feet, and since becoming diabetic, that's no longer an option. Those are the closest there is to my idea of dipping my feet in some sort of rubberized polymer to protect them.

Hrm, one of my less than successful flings has moved into town and friended me on faceboook. We flirted for ages and then had really not good sex and kinda avoided each other after. I'm torn between bad chemistry and longing. Because bad sex with a known quantity is far easier than finding a better match.

Erin, that way lies madness and sorrow.

You definitely deserve a better match that.

Yes, Erin.

And tonight, I have discovered the power of Asking the Universe for Things.

For lo and behold, I went to my friend J's, expecting to end up hanging out aimlessly for a long time, possibly not going anywhere, but that was cool. Chatting and catching up on gossip, cause I hadn't seen J for weeks, or my friend B who was also over, or J's friend L. And turns out J had broken up with her gf, and so there was plenty of gossip to catch up on, etc etc.

But eventually we managed to mosey on out to the bar, and we finally agreed to actually go to the dyke bar, because we couldn't agree on anything else, but when we got there there was a band and a cover and it was loud, so we went elsewhere nad had a drink, and eventually came back when the band was gone. And then it was kinda empty, and there were just a few people dancing and the DJ sucked. And my friend B was like "this is boring can we leave?"

But lo and behold, we ended up befriending the folks who were there, from Vancouver, for a friend's bachelorette party, and I ended up making out with one of them all night, and we took them to an after hours dance place after the bar closed, and there was more making out, and lo, it was fun, and exactly what I needed (a cute girl, from out of town, no future awkward running into her, etc). A great start, universe!! Awesome!

Now to be asking Universe for more better and specific things...hmm...

Those are the closest there is to my idea of dipping my feet in some sort of rubberized polymer to protect them.

Daniel, thanks for that link. I've been looking for those shoes and didn't know what they were called. I love going barefoot, but there are some places in the great outdoors it isn't practical.

Note to self:

Fay, when this thought: "Hmm. That's an accident waiting to happen!" saunters through your brain, act upon it! Do not leave the half-full wine glass perched atop a medium-sized tower of books on your bedside table, just waiting for the cat or a your elbow to knock it over. PARTICULARLY do not switch out all the lights and then wander towards the bedside table with your hands flailing around in search of the bedside light. I mean, really, Fay? What kind of IDIOT would do that? And send red wine splattering all over the pale wallpaper, and all over the floor, and soaking into the mattress? What kind of slovenly idiot?

sighs

God. I am a PARODY of myself, I really am.

sighs again

Clearly technology too defeats me. Man. Way to rock that blonde stereotype, Fay.

Aww, poor Fay. Well, I've got dark coloring and I've managed to knock over a glass of water from the exact same spot on the side table at least three times in the past month, if that makes you feel any better. I have not yet learned to stop putting water there.

our new cat thinks that might nightstand is the best place to sit. so far I have remembered only capped bottles of water ...

beth, that sounds like he is starting to settle in nicely, if he has claimed some furniture for himself, that he graciously allows you to put water on.

Oh, hey, guess what LJ & DW told me?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SESKA!!