This is so far down thread that it will never be read, but that's just as well because it probably isn't true. But I would bet my hashbrowns that I saw Joey Ramone at a Waffle House in Strawberry Plains, Tennessee, at 3am. It was 1995 or 96. My dorky high school friends and I used to go to WH on Saturday nights when…
Thank you, Satan. I always knew you were on my side. ;)
Thank you. Ooh, Seattle's nice! But if what I hear about Seattle's rainy climate is accurate, I don't think my joints would take that very well. That's one thing about Tennessee- the weather is amazing. It was 60 degrees a few days ago...in the middle of January!
Thank you for your kind words and for sharing part of your story. I wish that Kinja allowed us to pm each other because I'd like to know more. On one hand, it helps tremendously to know that you're not alone. On the other hand, it sucks that you also have to go through all that. In any case, I hope your struggle gets…
One of the problems, I think, is that I live in Southern Appalachia, where the prescription drug abuse is the worst. Doctors are getting into serious legal trouble here if their patients die of overdoses. None of those things should be my problem. Yet, I'm paying for it every day.
I know some other commenters have touched on this, but I really have to share this because my entire life has revolves around this to some degree.
Maybe a set up like Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo's would work for you...twin houses connected by a bridge. I'm certain that's the only way I could tolerate being married.
I adore this! I just spent all day visiting my 83 year old grandfather in the hospital. He's basically the opposite of this lady in that he's simply too mean to die. I was adjusting his oxygen after he pulled it out of his nose and he told me that he was going to break every single one my fingers if I didn't leave him…
Just here to say that I had abdominal surgery last week and I had to stop reading the comments because they were so hilarious that I nearly laughed my fucking stitches out. It's always a good time at Kitchenette, ya sick fucks. :)
A little snow and a few Christmas lights go a long way in the atmosphere department.
Aw, that warms my nostalgic little heart. That touristy shit is GREAT when you're a kid. Maybe I should check it out again some time.
Thanks! Actually, I'm in Knoxville, which is just 30 minutes from the Smokies. You can see them from my bedroom window. But there's a steep change in elevation between Knoxville, which sits in the valley, and the mountains. It really sucked when I was a kid because all the counties around us got a zillion snow days…
Aw, thank you for your kind words. But believe me, I spent all my luck finding her and I'm so glad I did. She's a treasure and there's not another like her.
This is my sweet Neely. She's fifteen years old, dying of liver cancer, feisty as hell, and LOVES the snow. Unfortunately for this snow-loving feline, we live in Tennessee and rarely see the stuff. On the rare occasion that it does snow, she will claw on the window and whine until I let her out. She will get me out of…
When I was five years old, I was essentially the perfect kid. And that was boring. And on one particularly boring day, I decided that I would test my boundaries. I was playing a game of Parcheesi with my uncle. He captured one of my pieces and sent it back to my nest and I blew up like a fucking A-bomb. I let out one…
That's very interesting! I wonder what I would have thought of it if I had first watched it in my wide-eyed, idealistic teen years. I guess I was 26 or 27 (I'm old) when it first aired. So, I was about the age Jim and Pam were then, too. I never thought Jim and Pam were perfect, just typical self-absorbed 27 year…
This sort of reminds me of this friend of mine who is very self-righteous and declared (several years ago, of course) that she will no longer watch The Office because Jim and Pam are bullies to Dwight and she does not condone bullying. HOWEVER, 99.99999% of the crap she watches is from the horror genre. So, you don't…
This is my hero, Neely. Over the past thirteen years, we've been through a lot together. We've lived in three states and 14 different houses/apartments. She has seen me through countless illnesses, very serious spinal and knee surgeries, somewhere between 5 and 7 love interests (levels of seriousness varying…
I started to say that there's no way I'd ever, ever watch anything with "girlfriend", used in the context, in the title, but there's a picture of Janeane Garofalo attached to it. If there's anyone who could make me tune in to a cliched manufactured-drama fest tailor made for the monogrammed-jewelry-and-Sunday-mimosas…