Congrats Amych!!!
'Time Bomb'
Natter 36: But We Digress...
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.
This is the reason I don't want to visit Houston. The car bombings, the kidnapping, the dangerous trip from the Houston airport to the safe green zone area of Houston. At least in Iraq it's a dry heat and you don't have to wait to get into the restaurants.
Congrats the new Mr. and Mrs. amych!!
Good lord, people -- life changes all over the place.
Yay Amych!!!
Huzzah, amych! Though, kinda scary tagline, considering.
Woo! Congratulations, amych!
life changes all over the place.
I know! I feel I need to go do something, so I don't fall behind.
Tom DeLay can kiss my fucking ass.
And, er, congratulations, amych!
Dear lord -- I have this part time job/internship thing, right? But the office I'm sitting in is a big fancy office, just because it was empty. One of the teachers just came in asking me about a meeting that was scheduled for today, but the people aren't here. He was like, "Isn't that your meeting? Aren't you in charge?" I was like HELL NO! I am not in charge of anything!! Cripes.
I know! I feel I need to go do something, so I don't fall behind.
Does learning to shoot count? Because I could do that.
Does learning to shoot count?
Among job and school changes, marriages and births?
I fear not.
This is why I don't usually have goals, dammit.