I still stink.
And I hereby resolve to keep a complete change of clothes in my office, in case this ever happens again.
current musical accompaniment:”Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time” sung and I guess written by Paul McCartney. I hear that song and wonder if it isn’t true after all that Paul died in 1966. Paul McCartney Really Is Dead
Candle asks if I believed in what the religion quiz handed back to me. My initial answer? “Hell, no.” If it assigned me any religion at all, it had to be wrong. I am not a believer in any God, gods or goddesses, mystical powers, or energy crystals. I just don’t have it in me….
I made the mistake of leaving the Clueless Wonder’s food down on the floor when I left the apartment this morning. He won’t eat it, but Kitten from Hell will. Which means that KfH is going to be one very happy hellion this morning. Meanwhile, CW is going to be one very hungry cat if…
Metaphorically anyhow. My laptop when to the computer hospital this morning. I think the guys in MIS got tired of me griping about the cursor with a mind of its own. Or maybe they just thought they owed me for the double-nut brownies. Regardless, the CD driver is still not installed, and it’s anybody’s guess…
Channing: Biological mom and kitten-clone are calico cats. Calico cats’ fur colors are only partly governed by genes. Part of it has to do with how certain genes interact with each other, and part has to do with conditions that the little kitten fetus grows under. An easier example: did you ever know any identical…
You get pushed out of the plane with no warning, and itâs 9.8 m/s2 straight down. The lurch in your stomach, the wind in your hair, everything so tiny beneath you growing steadily larger. You are all powerful, looking down on the ant hills below. The sense of weightlessness is almost exhilarating. You didnât jump;…
Yes, Lil, that is the ring. Magnificent, isn’t it? [insert beaming smile here] And, since The Socialist said I could wear it as an engagement ring, that’s exactly what I’m doing. Everything remains informal, and there’s still no date set or even discussed. I’m perfectly happy to go with the flow though. Yesterday The Socialist…
oh no. i won’t even ask…
hope the day shoots by really fast for you.
Oh, dear. :/ <somewhat speechless>
Well… i am unsure what to say. i sincerely hope your day improves.
That can’t be good. Let’s hope the day goes quickly. At least it’s Friday.
have you thought of keeping a change or two of clothes at work with some garbage bags you can bundle away offending articles? Hopefully your day will fly by, and you will be graced with a breeze of some sort to flush out your office!
Alli
Geez, Pali, is it time for Depends?
This ever that you speak of
is it red or brown in color?
ever happens!
Oh gag me!
*pinches nose*
Eeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww!
Thanks for establishing the color.
Your true friends will stink by you…….Oops, that should have been STICK by you
*puts a glade Stik-Up on your head*
I’mmmm backkkk and just caught up with your week.
I’m especially relieved to hear your blood work came out okay. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for Cattitude too.
A belated Happy Birthday to The Socialist.
By now you should be home and have hit the shower.
Hope your Friday night is relaxing!
(BTW, the reason you didn’t get the last notify is because it was returned due to a full "mailbox".)
Well, out of morbid curiosity, I just HAD to go over to StrangeBrew’s place for a more complete explanation of what had caused the noxious odor. I’m quite sorry I did. Perhaps you need more than just a change of clothes. Perhaps you need a HazMat suit, as well. I know a vet that used to do all sorts of reproductive medicine, and she wore chest waders and/or yellow rain suits when she artificially inseminated cattle or during births. Just a thought.
~Cali
Well, at least it didn’t get into your mouth again this time. (Did it?)
Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs. What’s wrong with that? I’d like to know!
Eek.