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.

Um, can you put lipstick on with your cleavage? Sorry, went to a Breakfast Club place, babe.

I'm installing a used washing machine right now, AIFG!

I've acheived New used Washing Machine.

Had a bit of a bother having to replace that broken piece, and then again when one of the hoses that came with revealed itself to be cracked. All in all? Not a bad installation.

Odd thing that will take getting used to is that it has no "delicate" Just "Regular Clothes" and "Permanent Press." The "Permanent Press" threw me, as I'm used to seeing that only on dryers.

If anyone has an instruction manual for a Maytag A112, can I get a photocopy? I'm going to google for it later. Maytag does not have it on their website, but they offer to sell me one.

I don't even know what year the machine was made.

However, it washes... it rinses... it spins like a mofo. Shiny.

Um, can you put lipstick on with your cleavage?

No, that's Plei. Personally, I want Kristin to follow me around, humming a theme song for me. That would be neat.

Okay, going off to the shower. Really. I mean it this time.

Honestly, P-C, you're better off just getting the easy tax software if your taxes aren't that complicated, which I imagine they aren't. If I lived closer, I'd gladly do it with you, but it would be tough to do from a distance.

ETA: Oo, I could totally do a Jilli theme song. Also, Erika, you just made me snort.

Must go eat.