Huh. Sixteen-if-he's-a-day register boy called me "hon" and gave me the wrong pizza, forcing me to de-mushroom. On the other hand, he did give me a carrying bag so that I wouldn't accidentally spill Diet Pepsi down my front as I struggled with the double doors to my building. I guess he can live.
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
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.
Obviously, sarameg is a movie stah!!1!
OK, then where is all my money? I thought that gig came with money.
According to Behind the Music, it mostly comes with debt and entourages.
Well, screw that then...
t signs up to join sarameg's entourage
According to Behind the Music, it mostly comes with debt and entourages.
Well, screw that then...
but, I want to go to fabulous parties at sarameg's opulent estate with the big "S" on the gates (which I will buy at auction after the lean times)
Dude, I'd totally be the reclusive, cranky, inhospitable type. You know it.
Ahrg, and I'd stop using the word dude already. Other people's verbal habits can really scar you for life, people.
I stayed home with a headache today. This is about the 2 tme in four weeks that I've had a headache on a Monday. I think my brain really doesn't want to go back to work.