*whimper* Fifty e-mails to come back to, and that's just my personal inbox, not the shared one. Haaaaate. And I stepped on a thumbtack yesterday. so I'm limping all over the place, and I still can't find my dice, and *whinge*
OTOH, hey, excuse to go buy new dice! Er, or I would if i knew where.
Also, dear trousers: While I appreciate that the sudden disappearance of a significant part of my hips is causing you much distress, I assure you that I will regain the weight ASAP, so could youplease at least try to stay somewhere in the vincity of "up"? Thanks, Melle
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Okay, sorry if I get this wrong, but wasn't it you who staple-gunned their hand some time back? Maybe I'm just mixing up
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Anyway, my sympathy. Stepping on pointy things is no fun, I've experimented with that, so I know. No sympathy on the trousers issue, though. I've been skinny for most of my life but it seems I've finally hit an age where things become a little...tight. Woe.
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