The fact that Kroger no longer chas a spot on the shelves for OB, and they are back-ordered at KY.com (which is where the OB site send you to purchase online) is what makes me worried.

I tried some ancient tampax yesterday; I hate 'em.

Maybe 4chan is responsible for the OB shortage.

We are under a wind advisory. It was windy enough in the night to wake me up. High of 33, wind chill of 5. But no snow.

High of 33 if we're lucky, and low of 12-17. I am fretting about my plants. Mr Peabody keeps looking for the door into summer. He barks to go out, then steps outside and immediately does a tight u-turn back into the house. Half an hour later, he tries again.

We had some snow flurries this a.m.

And the dog puked up her breakfast after doing well for a few days, so I am waiting for a call back from the vet to figure out what to do next.

I'm happy to send Lil-lets to anyone who wants to give them a go - I think they're relatively similar to O.B.

8 degrees and falling.

The fact that Kroger no longer chas a spot on the shelves for OB, and they are back-ordered at KY.com (which is where the OB site send you to purchase online) is what makes me worried.

I have to drag myself to the store in the next day or so. I'm curious to scope out the Chicago situation, even though I can't stand them myself.

Nah. I'm not a concertgoer myself. I value too highly the volume control.

Ear plugs!

I never go anywhere without them.

[link] A Boy's First My Chem show is a Very Special Day, you know...

Mr Peabody keeps looking for the door into summer. He barks to go out, then steps outside and immediately does a tight u-turn back into the house. Half an hour later, he tries again.

It's -2 here. I put a little fleece coat on Cody the Wonder Dog but as soon as I open the door he looks at me like, "Are you fucking kidding me?" I have to pick him up and put him on the shoveled spot on the grass. We got over a foot of snow this weekend. It's going to be a long winter for this little guy.

Fuck fuck fuck fucjity fuck bugger and fuck.

Guess what total asshole and idiot FORGOT TO TAKE A FINAL YESTERDAY??

Oh that would be me.

No make-ups possible. I am a total fucking idiot. Trying to see if I can take an Incomplete instead of the D.

It's official - I am a total fucking moron.

It's like 100 degrees here. OK, 50. But still! WTF.

ION, just the name of this recipe made me laugh: Bacon-Cilantro Fried Rice.

Oh no, Aimee! You are not a total moron. You missed one thing, out of the zillions of things that you are doing.