That one made me wonder if this was really an Andy Rooney piece, Sail, but I love it anyhow.
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I am proficient with a variety of software and pick up new programs and procedures readily.
After this line, I would simply something like, "References are available on request."
A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.
Heh.
Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage, why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire Pig, just to get a little sausage... ~Andy Roony
Of course, any such mention of sausage reminds me of the comedic subtlety of 'Allo 'Allo.
Alas, I know not this 'Allo, 'Allo. I'm sure it's quite fun because it sounds quite British.
Thanks, AmyLiz.
Now, what the heck do I put in the subject line?
Now, what the heck do I put in the subject line?
Probably not your tagline.
bwahhhhhh!
I like Splenda, and I like it in coffee. A little sweetens it up better than sugar. For iced coffee, it's a must. I am perturbed about the lack of independant testing though.
boot cut low rise pants are my friend as well.
Going to bed.
Thank you for all the yays! I'm very excited. I start on Monday. Yay!
Much ~ma for Susan, especially now that I'm not needing it anymore.
I had a very long, but good day. I'm exhuasted, but in a good way. I may share more tomorrow. For tonight, I'll just be content with the day.
Low rise jeans are it for me. I can never go back. But I also buy low rise undies for them, too.
There is a squirrel out on the roof next to my balcony. Because I have the glass door open, the cats are sitting there looking at the squirrel. The cats aren't saying anything, but the squirrel is being quite vociferous. I had no idea the things could be that noisy.
When we lived in our apartment here, we had a squirrel that hung out on our balcony. He's sit on our wood pile in the winter and Christopher would leave peanuts out there for him. He had a gimpy paw so he felt sorry for him. The thing would climb up the screen to the sliding door and drive the dog and cat insane. We have several pictures of a three-way stare down going on between all three of them between the glass. Too funny. I miss that little guy.
I went to Trader Joes to buy pumkin butter and to B&N to buy a pregnancy magazine. I also got the boy two books. I think a hot bath is next in order.