Nor I.
Opthamologist: “Oh my, your eye is red!”
She diagnosed ankylosing spondylitis years ago, BTW.
Plant: “Your parents bought you books and sent you to school for this?”
Op: “Looks like I’m going to have to take this Great Big Needle, fill it up with steroids, and poke it into you eye.”
…
Op: “You have to breathe, Mr. Plant.”
Plant: “noidon’t”
You know, I’d rather read about Swampy’s bowel movements than anyone talking about poking a needle into an eye.
I’ll see you next week. I have to go home and curl up into the fetal position.
I’m not sure we’re going to keep Bethany. It’s one of a theme – her brothers are Avalon, Fenwick, Dewey, Lewes, and Daytona – but it’s also the name of my human cousin, so there’s that. It is a nice name, though, and it’s not like my cousin and I are close. Who knows.
Howdy from da cave! As soon as I input a buncha notes I shall declare it the weekend. I can do that from da cave just as well as the orifice so here I am about to input my little heart out. 
Red so you know how large and in charge Camilla, Jawja is then.
Sean just exactly what would you like to know about my bowel movements? I can tell you I’m pretty regular.
Nuts have a great trip!
Ok, irk time.
A drop of dish soap in his morning coffee, it is rumored.
Stay tuned to the MMP for more of Helpful Hints from Swampy.
FCM welcome back!
Rockin’ Kitteh! Adorable! Congrats on the new addition
Off to work.
Flytrap, you pay people to stab you in the head? I’m sure someone would be glad to do that for free!
No shit!
I saw that on House one time. They had to put the guys head in a clamp and used a needle to collect fluid from his eye.
I couldn’t watch, anything to do with eyes makes me queasy.
Sean, skip this. 
She just swabbed my eye with a local, injected the steroids into my eyeball and warned me not to rub it, lest it being anesthetized (however one spells it) I could injure my eye.
As though it weren’t injured already.
No clamps, she probably would have charged more.
I hereby declare the weekend! Let the festivities begin! Ok, more like orderage of pizza which has been accomplished. However, if’n I have a beerverage with said pizza then it’s festive, right? I shall probably egest said pizza sometimes this evenin’ btw.
Rockin’ not a big kitteh person here but she is a keeeyooootie.
Corn is in the steamer, steaming. Beef BBQ has been thawed and mostly warmed. 'Maters are sliced. All I have to do is nuke the buns and we can eat. I’ll feed Higgs first, because I’m nice, dammit. It won’t stop her from begging. Nothing will stop her from begging - she’s a little beggar.
House is still open - it’s such a loverly day! And since we’ll be gone tomorrow, I’ll leave the windows open. Don’t panic or plan to come rob the place - we have stops on the windows so they can’t open more than about 4", so 
The cats prefer it to be warmer and I see no sense in having the a/c running while we’re not here.
I lost my internet connection last night and it was results night in the latest LJ Idol poll. It was constestant-only voting and there was no poll put up - we had to email our 30 choices to the Evil Overlord. I was absolutely sure I was going to be annihilated, mainly because I was continuing my fantasy story and there’s a very vocal contingent in the group that does not like fantasy at all. :rolleyes: Also, I wrote a very dark tale in which a pregnant woman is tortured and goes into labor early.
I got to irk this morning and checked the polls. I survived.
I showed the story to Crochet Coworker. She read it and told me “You should be writing books.”
I associate with sick and twisted people.
I ordered Chinese for dinner tonight.
I’m ready to smack the male HFH because he made a snarky remark that was directed at me and I let it go by, but it’s all based on lies told by the female half of the HFH.
He’s been married to her for 15-16 years and he still doesn’t know that she is a liar. I think that is the part that pisses me off the most is that she lies so damn much and stupid people believe her.
Every since they went out their stupid dogs have been howling and whining and barking.
While we were at the hospital my mother and friend were talking. I heard my mother tell my friend that the male half of the HFH has been telling her she should start giving her stuff/money away so nobody will have to pay inheritance tax on it. Uh asshole, you are not even part of this family and whatever my mother has is none of your business.
I tell you, if I move out before they do they will have her in a nursing home in less than 6 months and they’ll be stealing everything that isn’t nailed down. Or course they are just trying to be helpful you know.
Kind of like when I confront the female HFH for trying to sleep with my several of my bfs and her response was that she was just testing them because she didn’t want me to get hurt.
Whatever, I’m sure somebody somewhere believes her.
Spaz I like the story. Does that make me one of the sick and twisted people with which you associate? I am horrified :eek: that you were without teh intartoobz! :eek:
Pizza and beer ingested. Life is good.
I am going to try to read the story but today links are timing out on me.
Spaz - I’d like to read what came before. And look forward to what happens next.
I think it’s time for some afghaning. MWAH!
Been a long week. We’s tahrd! Time to lie upon the bed and watch teevee and stuff until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
I now prepare to BBQ a nice loin of pork, mash some taters, and look blank when I am reminded of vegetables.
Or maybe corn. I am sure that counts.
The dog (100 lbs) has decided that the cat is not the only one who gets lap time and has carefully wedged his head in next to my little 8lb cat. Hmm. And I need a beer. Where is my monkey butler?!
Happy Firday everyone!