just bang on the walls.![]()
just bang on the walls.![]()
Relax... I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts - can you show me where it hurts?
Tried it. I also called the front desk like a prude
They stopped for 30 mins and were back at it again. Maybe it's a German thing...
I have 2001 posts on a love forum. Thats what annoyed me.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
My lunch today was nasty. FYI-Lean Cuisine's "Grilled Lemon Pepper Chicken Pasta" is only good if you like gnawing on steaming rubber covered in lemon gravy.
My breath. There aren't words for what it feels like may have died in there after that lunch.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
My dog is driving me freaking crazy. I love her so much, but she's getting pretty old and I think she's getting a bit daft. She wanders in and out of the house, which gets the floors three times dirtier than usual, and tends to just walk into a room and stand there, right in the way, looking confused. She used to lay down by the kitchen table while I was cooking, but now she just stands in the middle of the room until I walk her over to the table and make her lay down. Two minutes later, she's up again, going outside and coming back in 30 seconds later to stand, once again, in the middle of the room.
I think she's looking for her lost youth.
Spammer Spanker
poor dog! are you gonna take her to the vet?
baby ya hustle. but me i hustle harder.
my dogs are starting to get old too. they're 6 years old but they're irish wolfhound/ st. bernards. very short life expectancies. my girl had some aches last weekend and now my boy is having pains.![]()
baby ya hustle. but me i hustle harder.
So, summer finally made it to San Diego. My 2nd story room is a sauna as there is no breeze except my ceiling and tower fans on high. Kinda thankful that I work at night.
Ugh, and our water bill is astronomical again. Not sure where all this water is going. I'm certainly not drinking it as SD water is positively gross.