Dairy Wars - A Milky Morning Post

Pansies! Both you and Twinkie are pansies. Who needs gloves while gardening? Don’t you just love the feel of the Earth between your fingers? Don’t you just revel in the smell of the earth and plants?

What? Is it only me? :confused:

I’m joshing ya! Sometimes you HAVE to wear gloves because they help you get a much better grip on the weeds. I don’t wear the gloves to avoid creepy crawlies though. They don’t bother me.

I watch Project Runway, and it’s my roommate’s fault. I wouldn’t give a damn if not for her. There’s a lot of shows I never would have watched if not for her and her blasted Tivo. :smiley:

Yes, unfortunately, I realized that I had all those exclamation points AFTER I hit submit. Um, you might not want to read the post after that…I had lots of exclamation points there too.

Yes, I NEED coffee. I haven’t had any and my eyes are blurry and I keep yawning and I don’t make any sense!

Personally I’m rooting for the parabola. The hyperbola is just too exaggerated.

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Thanks, I found that one just after I got the ZoneAlarm trial, so that’s been running as well. Good to know I can trust it.

My post got eaten :frowning:

I’m not doing it over. I’ll be over here pouting if you need me…

It’s supposed to be in the low 80s here for the rest of the week. Most of the smog has gone away, too. But the wind picked up, so there’s pollen and assorted allergens in the air again. Achoo!

It was one year ago today that I was contemplating what kind of splat I would make if I jumped from the 5th floor patio. The co-worker who ended up taking me to the hospital said the most unnerving thing was seeing what a mess I was, crying, with my arms all carved up, still answering the phone: Joe Smith’s office, this is Jahdra, how may I help you? and sounding like there was absolutely nothing wrong. I could never have imagined, one year ago, that I would ever feel better, much less be well. But I am. I feel fantastic. This is the best I have ever been in my entire life. Depression and anxiety run in my family and are a given; something you live with and endure. But not me, not anymore. I am the actor in my life, not the acted upon. And really, what more could I ask for?

It’s another co-worker’s birthday today and in a way, it feels like mine, too.

That Spats… Ellipses into another pun. Someday, the circle will be complete…

Hot. We were talking about hot, right? I’m just back from an Expedition to the Dentist with Darling Daughter. She was having molars sealed. Tomorrow it’s to the orthodontist for installation of brackets! Whee! :rolleyes: But anyway, the point is I was outside where it’s hidously oppresive and I have to have on work clothes, which are all pantsy and shoe-ey. I want to be semi-nude at this stage. Shorts and t-shirt, max. Well, now I’m in my office where A/C reigns, although I’m not in the ice factory like Taters.

OK … here’s something. What I don’t know, but it’s something. I awoke this morning with a Burning Question on my mind. Burning. Why does Puggie refer to her ex-husband as “The Klingon.” Surely she’s explained at some point; surely I read that explanation. Or maybe I just made one up. I envision him as 6-5, hairy, rumpled brow, possibly aggressive, distasteful at the very least. Why. Why, I say.

Since I couldn’t simply ask La Pugsta, I turned to barely awake Hubster. “There’s a woman on SD who calls her ex-husband ‘the Klingon,’” I say, “and I don’t know why.”

Hub Unit: “Because he won’t go away?” :eek: :smack: :smiley:

Me: “Besides, I need to think of an interesting name, too.” For my own personal ex-husband, you know.

HU: “I already did.” And we say together: “Pigpen.” Hee hee. Reason being, whenever he shows up, these clouds of chaos appear around him. He talks a mile a minute, there’s children jumping up and down, doors are slamming, etc., etc. Plus after living with his infernal messes for 16 years, it’s wholly appropriate.

I still like “Klingon,” though, and cheerily await a thorough explanation. :cool:

– Ellen (feeling smiley-ie)

Jahdra, in a way it is your birthday. I am glad to read about your recovery. I’ve suffered depression as well, but not nearly as badly as what you’ve described. Mine took a different form as well. I just shut everyone out. It wasn’t good.

I have not seen either of the television shows you folks are discussing. The model thing sounds, well, most definitely not my lane.

I need more go-juice.

Jahdra!!! I’m so glad to hear you’ve come so far in a year! You just gave me cold chills. “Happy birthday” is appropriate! Welcome back to the world.

Ellen, that wasn’t me who posted about the ice factory. Although, when I am at work, it’s most definitely an ice factory.

Sorry for the double post.

Whassamatter VBob, you don’t like that line of thought? Too much of a tangent for you? :smiley:

Twinkie, Ctrl+C is your best friend. I do it to all my posts when I post from work now.

Jahdra, YAY! I’m glad you were able to turn your life around. We don’t need a Jahdra shaped splat on the ground. :slight_smile:

Spats, stop it! :smacks him:

Jahdra, congratulations and I’m very happy to have you here with us today. And I;m glad you’re happy. :slight_smile:

Jahd, I was never that bad, but I’ve had several rounds of low level depression, and one spell of full blown clinical depression that lasted about 5 weeks. That was about 7 weeks too long in my book, and I never want to do that again.

The low level wasn’t too bad, but it did make life rough around the house because of my surly attitude. Usually, I’m a big ol’ teddy bear… :wink: Yeah, right…

Most of all welcome, back from the edge.

Why don’t you tell me all about it? I’m all ears. :wink:
(hey-aren’t you the one with the Incredibly Annoying Stalker?) you shouldn’t reply to at loose ends women like you did to me-it could lead to trouble from IASs… :eek:

OK-now I really am off to clean out the laundry room. Blech

ducks and runs, giggling madly

That’s waaaaaaaaay too close to the truth to even be funny to me…

I reserve all of my flirting for SDMB use now, and not that other place.

How you doin’?
:wink:

Me? I have no qualms about double posting, especially when there is cleaning to avoid.

Jahdra -I’m glad you’re here with us now.
spats -that was an awful pun, but a good one. I like my puns coordinated (or at least tangential).
Mika, Mika, Mika --blonde guys are needy guys. And since I am blonde(ish), I prefer dark men–plenty of 'em have silky hair. But hey, this is good–when we cruise bars together, we won’t be competing for the same men.

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**Jahdra ** - Glad to hear about your recovery - it gives me hope for my depression.

Java, Liquid Caffeine, Go-Juice, CuppaJoe, whatever you want to call it, I need it. Lots of it. Every day. An intraveinous infusion would be ideal, but since that’s not practical, you know those huge styrofoam cups delis serve lemonade or iced tea in? one of those every work day (sometimes with a refill in the afternoon) Today - I started off with one of those and a regular large - so 64 oz of wake up juice (and I’m still falling asleep at my desk)

Are you going to be making puns the whole time we’re at the Ren Faire?

Maybe I should reconsider this. :stuck_out_tongue:

Rigs, maybe blondes are needy but dark-haired guys can overly pushy and demanding. Haven’t you ever heard that old saying?

Blue eyes say,
Love me or I die.
Brown eyes say,
Love me or I kill thee.