Another ultrasound of my belly today. Captain! There be stones here!
I’ll be getting rid of the hitchhikers first week of June.
Save your stones and make a bracelet or something. 
Howdy from da cave! I am here and awaitin’ dindin. OYKW is swipin’ the General’s dindin. Da bear is tahrd.
Then give it to DH on his birthday. He’ll be so touched by your thoughtfulness.
William Shatner auctioned his off for a charity.
Sheldon Cooper would be thrilled to have William Shatner’s gallstones.
Dindin has been et. OYKW is havin’ a soak in the tub. All is well.
There’s a building named after Shatner at McGill. Drank many a beer in that building’s bar when I was a student.
Ewwww. I wasn’t planning on asking for any souvenirs.
Good news. The pain has subsided. Not entirely gone, but much more tolerable than yesterday. But I am still groggy from two doses of pain meds.
Gentle hugs for** {{rosie.}}**
Hmmmmm - chicken she says. In teriyaki. Over rice.
<whistles> Here Taz, here Taz! Anyone seen Taz lately???
Groggy is better than pain, cute snow bunny.
Survived work, the old hag from the last store was in tonight. Oy.
Gentle {{{{{{}}}}}}} amd spponings
Stuff on my(roommate’s) cat: #5 Lunch Special edition 
What does it mean, “sppoings”?
I figure I got a B, maybe high B, on that accounting exam. Considering I absolutely could not remember how to do two questions that were probably worth a total of 8 points*, I really don’t think an A is likely. I was running an A in the class, so hopefully I manage to keep that. Didn’t help that my calculator crapped out at the start of the test, so I was doing some hairy long divisions by hand.
*When I mentioned that to the professor when turning in my test, he said “that’s to be expected”, with a rather mischievous smile. I’m wondering if he threw a couple of curveballs at us.
Two days ago I wanted to turn on the AC
Today I want to turn on the heat.
I am freezing.
I got some things done today but not near enough.
I had to take a nap, until some telemarketing asshole called and woke me.
I think I have more blocked numbers on my phone than I have contacts in my phone book.
It means that dogbutt can’t spell ‘spoonings’ propRlee. :smack:
I got a “C” in typing in high school. Sue me. 
So frustrating when you can’t silence an annoying idiot in a meeting room.
House centipede. House centipede. House centipede. House centipede. OMFG house centipede!!!
I freaking hate these things. So when I looked up at the wall about half an hour ago and suddenly saw one there, I nearly had a heart attack. I can’t even look at a picture of one without feeling panicky. I was seriously contemplating sleeping in my car, or going to a hotel. I stared at it for a good 20 minutes while it moved around near the ceiling, but then it made its fatal mistake and started coming down the wall. In reach of my fatso lazy cat, who took a swat at it. That sent it running across the carpet. Oh, no way. One surge of adrenaline and I bludgeoned it to death with a shoe. Then the cat ate the remains. But I’m still wound up and terrified there might be another one hiding somewhere. I’m sure I’ll get over it in the morning but right now I want to move.
damn bladder