Don't. It's not your fault.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
You set a new smartass standard, too, dude. Around here, I have some chops in that department...they'd probably eat me alive in Oz.(Not that I'd have too many complaints...but...) Anyway, still think she's the lucky one. My therapist said not to click the nasty fundie links anymore. Back in the day, I used to fuck with telemarketers like that...you'd be amazed how quickly the implications of craxy get somebody off your phone.
There was some sort of postcard in my mailbox tha said I needed to pick something up at the post office, but I havent been able to take any time off from work to do that, Nilly.
You set a new smartass standard, too, dude. Around here, I have some chops in that department...they'd probably eat me alive in Oz.(Not that I'd have too many complaints...but...) Anyway, still think she's the lucky one.
Oh, ok then. I'll be sure to mention it to her on our next date.
What? Your invisible brain-damaged friend from the desert thinks you're cute? Yeah. Get right on that.
Allyson, no pressure. It's just that I sent it way over two weeks ago (they said it should take 7-10 days), and started to wonder if I got the correct address, or if my handwriting is so horrible the address wasn't understandable. I'm relieved to know that things seem to actually work.
It was supposed to be a surprise, but now I posted and spoiled it. Sorry! Couldn't keep my keyboard shut.
I figured Chick was maybe just being a little, um, enthusiastic. Then he starts blaming the Holocaust on the Catholics. Uh, yeah.
But, for me, having invisible friends on the other side of the computer screen (you all ARE in there, right? RIGHT???) helps a LOT.
It's true, mang.
I just read a few. I feel dirty.
As long as you don't feel pursuaded, you should be OK, Wolfram.
I have a color printer on my desk at this job, but it's out of blue ink. I don't care, since I'm not printing anything for anyone but myself, and honestly, I kind of like how every single thing comes out pink, regardless of what it's supposed to be. But then I take it to a meeting, and people think I did it on purpose. Heh.
I figured Chick was maybe just being a little, um, enthusiastic. Then he starts blaming the Holocaust on the Catholics. Uh, yeah.
Did you notice the part about Judaism being a form of Baal worship. Um, . . .
Workers on another floor of the building are welding. The smoke is triggering the fire alarm.
It's going to be a long day.