Now I want to go to Staples, and then to my bunk.
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
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.
Researchers Pinpoint Brain's Sarcasm Sensor
Yeah, right.
Staples is on the way to my bunk.
They probably sell bunks AT STAPLES! With little post-it flags for errogenous zones!
Aimee, fix your post before I go and edit my COMM. Pbft.
Edit: And thank you my dear Empress!
My Office Suppky Delivery Man gave me one of those highlighters FOR FREE.
Of course, my nice man is now being replaced by a scary young person who seems to dress like Puff Daddy or Sean "Puffy" Combs or whatever he is calling himself.
They probably sell bunks AT STAPLES! With little post-it flags for errogenous zones!
I think that a bingo dabber would work better. You can color code!
Hmm, now that I look at that marker, it could have . . . other uses, I suppose.
eta: checks to make sure that she has her "Special Hell" bus pass
Markings! Markings in new places!
What is it about me that causes people who most sincerely are not cruising to pull up next to me and ask for directions as I'm walking down the street? Happens to me all the time. I must work in the city of lost suburban motorists.
A friend of mine calls it "having librarian-face", but I'm not sure that applies to shrift.