I always made my RC treats with Fluff. I was always too lazy to melt the marshmallows myself.Finally. A normal person. Although you're married to someone who buys gourmet peanut butter sandwiches. I can't decide if that's a plus or a minus.
'Potential'
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I always made my RC treats with Fluff. I was always too lazy to melt the marshmallows myself.Finally. A normal person. Although you're married to someone who buys gourmet peanut butter sandwiches. I can't decide if that's a plus or a minus.
Just for ita: a ninja restaurant in Tokyo.
I had an adventure when my ninja bladder became full and I had to go to the ninja restroom. I asked a friendly ku no ichi where it was and she directed me to a mysterious hall with two doors: one had a shuriken on it, and one had a slightly more decorated shuriken on it. I had no fucking clue which one was my bathroom. I felt like Indy in The Last Crusade. So finally I chose the door with the more decorated shuriken.
I chose........ poorly. The guy at the ninja urinal was not happy.
Oh! I forgot to share my kind of good news, kind of weird news. So, I met with my psych prof this morning to go over our exam - she only handed back the bubble sheets, which didn't even tell us which ones we missed, never-the-less gave us any indication what concepts we screwed up on. So, I asked if we could go over them together. Well, the machine that calculates the bubble tests figured mine wrong. Instead of getting five wrong, I only got three wrong! I tied for the highest grade in the class! WoooHoo! Oh, and my score is now a 97 instead of a 93...a solid A. I'm very happy.
I chose........ poorly. The guy at the ninja urinal was not happy.
Did he flip out like a mammal?
t hearts Teppy madly for bringing up the ninja page
I knew the exam wasn't good, but I thought the paper was.
vw, he gave you a B, yes? Even if the B would have been a C without his knowledge of your other work (questionable), B *is* a good grade, and many people have worked very hard just to get Cs. "Not your best work ever" does not equal "not good." It just means ... "not your best work ever." Which not everything can be.
And I have never had a fluffernutter, but I do love s'mores.
The world's most tragic pantsuit.
Oh, that is so ugly that leisure suits everywhere just heaved a sigh of relief.
Patrick just called to tell me he had a dream in which I was telling him I was pregnant, and he was kind of into the idea. Except I wanted to call the baby Dundee.
My period isn't due for at least a week. PLEASE hope the dream isn't some weird psychic thing.
(Especially the Dundee part.)
Betsy -- I saw one more tragic while watching Westminster.
If you go to the website and watch the breed judging video for flat-coated retrievers you will see it.