Yep, not my office. I was indeed in undergrad. I think we have talked about this before. damn my sieve like brain.
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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.
I think we have talked about this before.
This is possible. I think we may have even traded crazy parent stories.
Worst job ever: City Marshal's Office.
From Betsy's link:
Asked about going to the United Nations this week and how that will affect his attention to the crisis: "I can do more than one thing at one time... If I'm focusing on the hurricane, I've got the capacity to focus on foreign policy as well."
Who taught this man how to string words together?
But doesn't he have to fit in that every-single-day thought about Iraq into his schedule, too? Whatever will he do?
Maybe we'll get lucky and his head will explode from the myriad of pressures.
What? I can dream, can't I?
Maybe we'll get lucky and his head will explode from the myriad of pressures.
That assumes that he actually *cares* about what he is thinking about. He'll be fine.
Everytime I say, "my agent" I feel pretentious.
"My agent" isn't pretentious.
"My people" is pretentious.
Ask Tim.
But I bet it feels gooooodddd...
(One of my major goals is to have the right to say "my agent" by the end of next year.)
Everytime I say, "my agent" I feel pretentious.
You're in LA. You should actually feel MORE at home. Besides, IT'S COOL! You have an agent of your very own.
But when you get "people" they can give the Kinkos lady the ass-beating she deserves.