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Liar. There is no such thing as an auto-snaffle option.

Although I think I would have to change my sig.

Dying would make me bitchy and on edge too. I don't have a weak heart, so I should be OK. Life is full of risks.

Damnit, how do you guys know when it's time to ? Do you, like, count posts on that page every time you post, just in case? Is there some sorta online numbering thingimajig I haven't discovered?

Have you used it for weight loss? Did it work? Apparently it's back on the market and I'm thinking of trying it. I hear it can make you bitchy and on edge. But *do you lose body fat*? I want to be lighter so I don't have to work so hard climbin' a measly 5.6.

I'm glad you dug this up, Dru. I've been wondering about the infamous "Muir on Saturday" thread I keep hearing about--another cc.com mystery revealed!

Did I really type that? I think I was drunk.

Hubba hubba.

Or maybe it's not polite to talk about people in a public forum. Never mind. I'll keep my musings to myself.

Bummer. I hear they have cute cowboys over there...? In case anyone else was wondering why I-90 is closed.

I wonder if Fred feels bad about not being the hardman climber he used to be, or if he's cool with doing the best he can with an 80+-year-old body, and hey, it's better than nuthin'? Seems like it would be frustrating. (Although he does more than almost any other person that age.)

Oh, that's right. You live in my computer. You wouldn't know... Never mind! What you don't know won't hurt you.

It was great to get outside for a walk with the doggers. Sunshine = the best drug (although, I haven't tried too many...?).

Yeeee-HAH!!!

There's nothing like the feeling of paying off a big debt.

Well, put on your rubber suit and come out to Issaquah, why don't you?

Any body want to come out to dark, wet, windswept Issyquah to drink beer at the Rogue ("Issaquah Brewhouse") tonight? I'll buy a pitcher. If I watch one more DVD I'm gonna poke myself in the eye with my knitting needles. No? I didn't think so.

what is outside?? i have only heard of the place. It's a dark, wet, windswept hell. Don't go there! (Shit, I need to move someplace sunny. )

Still raining cat diapers and puppy dog tails at my place.

OMG.

Wait--I mean: No, no--this: OK, that's it. Carry on, then.

Now I did it.

Losers spending their valuable weekend time looking at cat bibs and cat diapers. Disgust.

Discuss.