Work, new episodes of Deep Space Nine, my family, being able to walk, and my cat.
Not necessarily in that order.
Work, new episodes of Deep Space Nine, my family, being able to walk, and my cat.
Not necessarily in that order.
my boyfriend
SEX!!!
It’s been 4 months…but who’s counting, right?
I moved across the country last August, so of course, I miss my friends and family. But currently, something else is on my mind. Yesterday I just found out that my dog died on Monday. I didn’t get to go home and see her again, like I wanted. I don’t think I’ll ever know a dog with such personality again. She was a Silky Terrier, and her name was Mabel. I love you, Mabel, and I’m sad that you’re gone… though at least you’re not hurting anymore.
She was my first real pet (we had a dog when I was a baby, but I don’t remember him), almost 17 years old - remained in remarkably good health until a few days before her death. Thankfully, she didn’t appear to suffer long.
sigh Sorry for bringing the thread down.
And as for more trivial things, McDonald’s used to sell pizza. I loved this stuff. It was my favourite food. I miss it still, and I’d love for them to bring it back!
the carefree days of childhood
I’m missing the health I too briefly started to aquire when I first got out of my parents’ house.
I’m missing my two little sisters, who are still at said house.
I’m missing Thomas the cat, who was just put to sleep yesterday as some f’d up punishment for peeing on clean laundry. He was happy, and not expecting to die any time soon. It wasn’t his time.
I miss a boy.
I miss truly believing that the future will be better.
I miss my energy. And therefore: my regular life, my reasonably good relationship with my boss, and my tae kwon do class.
This being mysteriously sick thing really sucks.
I miss playing in a band. Specifically, I miss choosing songs and working out arrangements with the one guy I played with for three years. Even when it was frustrating, it was some of the best time I had at University.
No offense, but I think you need to go home. Wherever that is.
the toilet bowl…
I miss Jerry Orbach.
I missed not being able to post at the SDMB, so I just rectified that by joining
I miss fitting into my normal clothes! (I’m pregnant)
I miss eating food and having it be a pleasurable experience - as opposed to feeling violently nauseous if I even look at a cracker. (First trimester is loads of fun. Ohhh yes.)
I miss my Shetland Sheepdog Daisy.
I miss Manhatten!
the sun
is a mass of incandescent gas, a gigantic nuclear furnace
My Moosewood Cookbook. Did anyone see it?
Amen! It’s been an unusually wet winter here in SoCal. Record setting rainfall and all that. Another storm is moving in for the weekend.
I miss The X-Files.
I miss the anticipation of the next LoTR movie.
I miss the NHL
I miss Jerry Orbach to. It’s just not the same without him.
I miss my job. I still have the job, but the office is closed (it’s complicated) so I don’t get to see any of my work friends anymore. I miss team meetings, and going out with everybody afterwards. And car-pooling to conferences.
I don’t miss my ex-girlfriend, but I miss having a girlfriend.
I miss teaching little kids how to ride horses.
My family.
24 hour diners.
4 AM last call.
The beach.
Me too.
Also, In-n-Out.
I miss being needed as a babysitter for my grandchildren.
I miss cable TV.
I miss living someplace where restuarants deliver.
I also miss my horse, who died last sunday.
A paycheck. Going on five months now.