Chicago: Where have all the serial killers gone?

Hey, can I start wearing tights now or is it too soon? It's 62 and raining and gray outside. The tights I would wear are purple.

Love,
JENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNY

Manders: I have no idea what that means, but I would like to automatically start my love. Or even automatically.

I had completely forgotten what jackets I own. I looked for my leather jacket, but remembered that I threw it out last year after the cats peed on it (and then peed on it again). But then, then I found my Michael Jackson jacket! It's sort of a dark purple with stripes down the sleeves and no collar, and I had forgotten all about it. It was like Christmas, or at least what I imagine Christmas to be like.

Thanks, Korean Gary, for my new myspace profile headline.

xpost to Jordan - Pumpkin Spice Latte time is also upon us! Also, I think I decided on pants because I am in class until 9 pm and that's a long time in tights. Also, Laurel, you strongly dislike tights??? Does not compute.

ALSO something is c-r-a-z-y crazy with Jeff's keyboard so that when I press shift-home, it turns the volume up and shift-end turns it down and shift-up arrow opens the DVD drawer and shift-down arrow closes it and it..............................

I'll be right there with you, LOLing about the Frat Boy's stupid cover letter.

I'll try to console myself with this as iced coffee season draws to a close.

XP: what was your answer? Do tell.

I don't like people today, beginning with one coworker who said, "Let's make it a rule that for now on, the first person in the office has to make the coffee." She knows that person is me. Never mind that I rarely drink office coffee.

So, I went to the chiropractor/physical therapist yesterday. It was interesting. I felt better afterwards, and I'm going back tomorrow. HOWEVER, I don't want to make this a habit. Even with insurance, at $25 a pop and two visits a week this week and next (and then once every two weeks after that), these visits add up!

*Exotic dancer.

"Let's make it a rule that from now on, the last person in the office has to give the first person in the office $20."

I don't like people today...
You guys don't count as people, so don't feel offended! Also, don't feel offended that you don't count as people or that I called you 'guys'!

As for tights, I have been on the lookout myself as I am a tights enthusiast. I collected so many pairs of tights last year, that I still have at least one unopened pair! Anyway, so far I have spotted two different women wearing tights. There were more, but I decided to only count people who were close to my age (ie: not 80) and not completely crazy. I made the mental decision to wait until October starts.

It's very easy to make fun of, but I have to admit that it seems to be working for them. I'd love to know what their relationship will be like in 5 years.

Oh I miss those days.

If you're the first person in, no one will know if you pee in the coffee.

xpost to Amanda

Haha. This is actually the part that sounds appealing to me.

The doc didn't cuddle with me, but did say he'd like to take video of my hips/legs/knees in action to send to another doc friend of his. Apparently, I am an exotic freak from the waste down. Um, no thanks.

I went to a chiro once and I think it was $25 a pop twice a week for a month and then once a week for a while after. Something like that. But I didn't care because I was in terrible, terrible pain and he made me feel better for realz, yo.

My guy:
1. X-rayed my hurt parts.
2. Hooked me up to some electric shock machine for about ten mintues each visit.
3. Pulled on my head and legs, which was surprisingly helpful.
4. Used a little popper thing* to try and get that one fucked up piece of my spine back where it belonged.
5. Made "adjustments" (aka cracked by back) at this one weird spot that I can never get on my own.
6. Tried unsuccessfully to get me to go on MASTER CLEANSER.**

*http://www.komkare.com/images/jtech_cat2.jpg
** This was at the height of my gym-going, about six times a week for an hour each time and seriously, was I not supposed to eat for ten days? He was kind of a whack job, but he fixed my back so I will always love him.

I bet Nashville will be lovely and warm.

chiros are really weird, but good ones really do seem to make a difference. all that joint popping and strategic cracking and prodding and such can be magic. it's finding a good chiro that's a challenge, because most of them are crap

Apparently, I am an exotic freak from the waste down.

aren't we all. i had to relearn how to shift my weight when i walked so i wouldn't fuck up my hips and knees anymore, but it worked.

Crap. It looks like it's gonna be back in the mid eighties this weekend, so it'll be warm, most likely.

he also made me feel his butt once. in the context of "feel how the glutes are engaged when i'm walking, and the nature of the movement, etc", but i was all NOT REALLY WANTING TO FEEL HIS BUTT so i missed the point. he still fixed my knees and hips.

What this means is that I'm going to have to bring a jacket, just in case, but I'll end up hauling the darned thing around with me for 1x sweltering week.

That popper thing a few posts back is the scariest thing I've seen this week, with the exception of Peter Sarstedt's moustache.

When I do wear tights, it's generally over my head for unidentification purposes. Oh, and I'll see if I can place something in one of my pockets for you to find, otto.

is that a roll of dimes in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

I totally found $10 when I dragged my jacket out of the closet over the weekend.