Oof, Lyra Jane, I'm so sorry. Job~ma by the boatload.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I put the DeathStar pex dispenser I bought this weekend on top of my computer monitor.
It's scary how appropriate it looks there.
eta: Tons of job-ma to you, LJ.
Oh Lyra Jane, I'm so sorry to hear that. Job-ma galore for you.
Much job~ma headed your way, Lyra Jane.
Damn, LJ. Good luck to you.
I would wait until 2 or later if you can. I've never had a wait when I've gone for dinner.
Thanks for the headsup. "Head's up"?
Ouch. Much job~ma, Lyra Jane.
Ow, Sorry LJ. Sending you lotsa job-ma.
Ouch, LJ. Irony stings. I hope you land right on your feet.
Just had an In'N'Out burger. Their fries are weird. But I'm still going to eat them.
I love In'N'Out fries. Though we used to go to In'N'Out for burgers and E-Z-Out for fries, back in the day. But that hand operated machine that turns potatoes into uncooked french fries is truly a thing of beauty.
Now, I wish I'd have fries at lunch.
Much job-ma to Lyra Jane.