I do very little venting- but my DH is a lurker - and if I am annoyed enough that I wish to explode all over the screen - it is because I KNOW I am blowing something tiny out of proportion and I would hate for him to come across it. Esp after it was no longer a part of my brain.
but I will be astonished and tell work stories. For a week we have had signs up saying no internet or word processing on march 2nd and 3rd. but somehow most of our regulars missed the giant sign. and today people would read the sign then come up to me and ask for a computer. 'No' is a very difficult word. ( not a vent , I was really amused by the whole thing - which was good, otherwise I would have been asleep.)
It's "Lady of the Drum Anthony Flower Sarah Puddingtane !"
I grew up with this rhyme:
"What's your name?"
"Puddintame. Ask me again and I'll tell you the same."
I know I knew the rhyme. Maybe I said it because I was being asked her name?
In college I had a roommate who was an art major. we used to put piles of salt on the table in the dinning hall and make art - that was , of corse , not permenant
we didn't come close to what this guy can do
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first pet plus street you grew up on
I'm Lady Chelsea. When it comes to the Queen's porn, I'm your girl.
Apparently my porn name is
Peppy Beech.
Not inspiring.
Of course, there were family pets before Peppy.
Star Beech
and
Trace Beech
don't work so well, either.
I did have two cats at the same time as Peppy,
Midnight Beech
and
Smokey Beech
have potential.
Later they were replaced by my last cat, but I have no intention of having my porn name be
Pandora Beech.
As you might guess, we never moved.
Wow. That is wicked cool, beth.
When it comes to the Queen's porn, I'm your girl.
Like a character in a Lawrence novel.
That's the best compliment I've gotten in a good long while.
