Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Yoshio Hayasaki and his colleagues have discovered that data can be written into a human fingernail by irradiating it with femtosecond laser pulses.
With all the religious talk, my first thought was, "must be the sign of the beast." But I see no 666, so we must be safe. Right?
Maybe I really do have to move...666 being in my address and all.
You know, I looked fabulous when I left the house today. And before I even made it out of the car, I broke a strap on my high-heeled T-strap shoes.
So now it's attached with staples.
Staples are the new ankle strap. No, really! I heard it's the newest trend out in LA....
For lunch today I got take out from the nearby Mexican restaurant. My chicken quesadilla was totally greasy, but it sure was yummy.
I just built a house!
Ok not so much built, and certainly not all by myself, but I used power tools and did interior trim and siding. I'm covered in white drywall dust and so very happy. Also, I look hawt in a tool belt. I'm going back for more tomorrow.
That's so cool, Heather!
So now it's attached with staples.
As long as they're from a Swingline stapler, it's still a fabulous look.
I just built a house!
Whoa! You totally need this: [link]
(ETA: Not the size 3X part. Not sure why that came up.)
You know, I looked fabulous when I left the house today. And before I even made it out of the car, I broke a strap on my high-heeled T-strap shoes.
just put a few staples into the other strap, and act like it's a fashion statement.
Very cool, Heather.
just put a few staples into the other strap, and act like it's a fashion statement.
This reminds me of the time a family friend asked if my broken glasses (one arm missing) were a fashion statement. Um, no. My mom had stepped on them that morning. Har.
Maybe I really do have to move...666 being in my address and all.
Just don't get the fingernail memory while you're there, and I think we're fine. Or, you know, you could just be less superstitious than me.