Oh no, ita. You don't need that.
I don't care if it is an orgy of death, there's still such a thing as a napkin.
Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Feb 11, 2010 4:44:50 am PST #7827 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
ChiKat - Feb 11, 2010 4:49:58 am PST #7828 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
oh, ita. I'm so sorry. That truly sucks. A lot.
sarameg, I love reading about your neighbors and the snowstorm and the wine and the shovelling and the bonding. But mostly, I love the palpable happy in your voice.
I overslept this morning and got to school late. I got here 2 minutes before 1st period started. At least it was BEFORE it started.
sarameg - Feb 11, 2010 4:50:14 am PST #7829 of 30001
That sucks.
Out to unearth my steps.
I'm putting bags over my socks.
I can't believe this is my life.
Jesse - Feb 11, 2010 4:52:30 am PST #7830 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
In today's Ellen show report, Drew Brees really seems like a lovely man.
§ ita § - Feb 11, 2010 4:56:33 am PST #7831 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I am quite miserable right now.
ChiKat - Feb 11, 2010 4:57:29 am PST #7832 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
ita, can you take a sick day?
Daisy Jane - Feb 11, 2010 4:59:13 am PST #7833 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
sits next to Jesse with her chin on her fists.
Oooooh. Tell me all about it!
§ ita § - Feb 11, 2010 5:01:00 am PST #7834 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I took one yesterday, which is an unpaid day. I'm hesitant to take another, although I am accepting a previously-deemed-too-inconvenient doctor's appointment in the middle of the day, so I'm working at home for the start of it. Hopefully that will accommodate me being slow out of the gate. Which I am, terribly.
My hope is that I can get a painkiller prescription for something I can work on, even if I can't drive though. It will mean postponing another meeting, and missing a high profile one, but at least shit will get done, and hours will get billed, in order of priority.
I just can't think right now. Too much hurts, and I'm exhausted.
Jesse - Feb 11, 2010 5:01:24 am PST #7835 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
He talked about how New Orleans had saved him, and how awesome the whole thing is, and was generally cute. Then they were throwing some balls, and when Ellen went to try, he said, "Let's throw at the same time, so we won't know whose went through the thing." Ellen was like, yeah, we'll know. But still! Sweet.
Daisy Jane - Feb 11, 2010 5:03:52 am PST #7836 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I do not have enough squee for those guys.