I'm glad Zenkitty is there for you. Soups are often salty. Is that an option for you?
Mal: Inara, think you could stoop to being on my arm? Inara: Will you wash it first?
'Heart Of Gold'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
aurelia - Nov 28, 2015 5:54:22 pm PST #9975 of 30003
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
msbelle - Nov 28, 2015 6:01:58 pm PST #9976 of 30003
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Any reason I should keep the mortgage payment stubs and maintenance payments stubs of the co-op I sold 5 years ago?
Ginger - Nov 28, 2015 6:08:34 pm PST #9977 of 30003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Salty soups, bacon, a good excuse for country ham, fresh tomatoes, plus I've always liked plenty of salt on raw veggies. I think the large amount would only be until my tissues recover.
Ginger - Nov 28, 2015 6:11:07 pm PST #9978 of 30003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Clark Howard says you should keep anything that proves you paid something off forever.
msbelle - Nov 28, 2015 6:18:39 pm PST #9979 of 30003
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I have the letter saying the mortgage balance is zero. I'll keep that.
-t - Nov 28, 2015 6:35:41 pm PST #9980 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Boullion cubes might be a good idea. Nice mug of salty broth any time you want one. Or as directed. Whichever is more appropriate.
I never had a cup of tea today. Weird. I feel like I should report on my lunch, though, because it was delish - warm brussels sprouts salad with bacon, shallots, and a poached egg, an "Eastern Spices Gin & Tonic" (I don't recall what all was in it, but it was good, looked like maybe cardamom and peppercorns and basil?), and for dessert orange custard topped with cranberry compote and cardamom whipped cream. So good, and I can probably approximate most of it at home.
sarameg - Nov 28, 2015 7:06:20 pm PST #9981 of 30003
Ginger, salt the fucking earth. Jaysus. Much pissyass love to you. I'm glad Zen is there.
Matt the Bruins fan - Nov 28, 2015 7:22:50 pm PST #9982 of 30003
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
I treated myself to dinner out at the nearby fine dining restaurant tonight as they've been advertising beef marrow all week. It was delicious, and for once I was at a place where the live music actually involved playing songs I'm fond of. (It was a solo guitarist who played Elvis, the Eagles, and Gerry Rafferty.)
P.M. Marc - Nov 28, 2015 9:39:27 pm PST #9983 of 30003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Eat all the salt. If there is any left over, then use to salt and burn frustrating medical professionals?
meara - Nov 28, 2015 10:44:28 pm PST #9984 of 30003
Kill them all Ginger! Or have Zen do it for you (so glad she's there!!!)
If it will entertain you--I did end up texting the girl. She texted back, we went back and forth but my initial text asked if she wanted to grab a drink or have a little fun. She didn't answer that part. We were both happening to go to the same show tonight. I chatted her up s bit there, then she and her friends disappeared and I figured it was a bust (and she was just texting to...be nice??). And then my friend and I decided to leave...at which point girl texts me and says I should come to the club she and her friend are at, and dance with her. Uh, ok! So we do. And...nada. She acts as though she has no idea why I came there (I literally said "so did I just come here to dance?" And she acted like she didn't know what I meant. So eventually I just left. Ugh. Women.)