I want to get married. I love paper. I want personalised notecards, hell, I even like laser printer paper.

Bring it on, baybee.

In additional tales of "how did that work out that way?" a co-worker had an accident in which he was deemed responsible. He sold his newly repaired car to a dealer for more than blue book (and more than he owed on it), bought a new one, had a cop that recommended against filing a report and putting it on his record, and his insurance went down.

My life never works that way, I swear.

Did the accident involve another car and driver, ita?

I want to get married. I love paper. I want personalised notecards, hell, I even like laser printer paper.

I was writing out my first batch of thank you notes last night and realized i need even MORE paper. Love paper. I also love Pantone color books.

There's a Kate's Paperie store across the street from my job. I'm not really allowed to go in there.... I have notecards out the wazoo, and I NEVER write notes! Der.

I want personalised notecards

Google has to many options, I need the hivemind - what are notecards?

Italian horses given Viagra boost

I want to know what the horses used to type with when they ordered it over the Internet.

"Dear Sir, my name is Daisy, I am a cow. I wish to take my own life, so please send me three buckets of anthrax, as anthrax is designed to kill cattle and I want to end it all right now. P.S.: I cannot shoot myself as I have no opposable thumbs."

Did the accident involve another car and driver, ita?

He was the rear car in a four car pileup.

I also love Pantone color books.

Yes! I'm lousy with colour, but like scraps of it around. A friend gave me sheets of origami paper when I was in HS, and I kept them for about ten years, unfolded. I'd take them out and feel them every now and again.

I bought cool notecards. Someone do something for me, so I can thank them, stat!

::off to gorge at the paperie site::

I want to get married. I love paper. I want personalised notecards, hell, I even like laser printer paper.

I was writing out my first batch of thank you notes last night and realized i need even MORE paper. Love paper. I also love Pantone color books.

I love paper, too. Pantone color books are fun (plus, I get a 12-year-old giggle out of specifying "pms" colors for 2-color jobs). I'm pretty sure you could translate a paper anniversary to mean "books". And a fella who buys me books, especially books I really like, well, after a year of marriage to me he'd know it's a way to my heart. Or other parts.

I cannot shoot myself as I have no opposable thumbs.

Cows will need a really big keyboard or to type only with the point of the hoof. Circus cows are the secretaries of the cows. They'll have to know how to balance themselves gracefully on three legs, while leaning forward to read what they just typed.

OK, I can see this image too clearly. Somebody remind me that it's late and I need to go home and stop teaching cows to type, please? I don't have any pretty paper here for a thankyou card for anybody in gratitude for reminding me, but at least I won't be printing one with my hooves.

Someone do something for me, so I can thank them, stat!

I'd send you some treats if I had your address.