Welcome, Alex!
vw, that's great news.
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Welcome, Alex!
vw, that's great news.
vw, that's fabulous news.
I really should go hop in the shower. I've had breakfast, I'm caffeinated, but I'm still loitering around in my jammies.
Hi, Jilli! Reposting a request Jilli, I'm thinking of a Meschantes corset. Do I want the Sweetheart or the Victorian Overbust? (The girls need some support.)
Jilli, there's NOTHING WRONG with jammies.
Mind you, I'm showered, fully dressed, and ready for lunch, but that's because I (shock of shocks) didn't sleep well.
Betsy, I replied to you, I'm sure of it. Look at this auction: [link]
Mind you, I'm showered, fully dressed, and ready for lunch, but that's because I (shock of shocks) didn't sleep well.
Hey, what are you & Paul doing tomorrow?
Speaking of jammies, where does the king keep his armies?
IN HIS SLEEVIES!
Hey, what are you & Paul doing tomorrow?
Afternoon, we're going to be at his dad's birthday party. Evening, we're free.
If you check your email, you may start to snicker as much as I just did, because we just effectively cross-posted.
So I need to start making some extra money each month. Anyone want a Rent-a-Kristin? I have many skills.
Let's see...I can do a cartwheel for you. I can juggle three balls...for a short time, anyway. I can proofread your work. I can recite Shakespeare. I can teach you a fun and unique way to type without a system. I can improve your writing... thinks about Buffistas' writing... okay, maybe not. But I can at least affirm that it is indeed excellent writing! I can cheer you up when you're sad and sing show tunes to make you smile. I can train your dog how to do basic commands. I can soothe your cat. I can sit on the edge of your couch and look cute. I can balance your checkbook and compile all of your financial data into Quicken (I am a Quicken ninja, not that it's helping me currently). I can draw stick figure comics. I can write you a poem or a story or an essay. I can tell you about Connecticut history. I can give you a head rub that will knock you unconscious. I can drive a standard shift car in San Francisco. I can put your hair up. I can play the violin or the viola for you (no guarantees on quality of playing at this point). I can make up a theme song for you and sing or hum it as you walk down the street. I can write your letters or emails, especially if you need an indignant one. I can control a group of teenagers. I can play chopsticks on the piano. I can write insult haiku.
Any takers?
Hey, Kristin, you want to do my taxes?
I think I might be vaguely serious about this.