This happens to me every single paycheck. It's called "child care." With my husband's paycheck, it's called "rent."
I am a student, such expenses mean nothing to me! Well, okay, "rent" I get.
No, but you got someone to date you so you're not allowed to bitch for a week.
SO not fair. Bitching is the whole point of this thread, right? And baby pictures.
Someone should bring me a cookie and a cabana boy. And some Claratin. And other things beginning with 'c'.
Cunnilingus? (What, SPP isn't here, somebody has to fill in.)
Pictures of Owen! (okay, this isn't a quote, but I wanted a comment separator, k?)
So adorable! He's gonna be a serious heartbreaker, those eyes are beyootiful.
SO not fair. Bitching is the whole point of this thread, right?
Not that kind of Bitches.
I must be PMSing, 'cause I'm eating EVERYTHING in sight.
New job went for my "in a perfect world" schedule, so I am a happy camper.
I didn't make the rules.
Although I should...I've got all that sublimated energy I'm not using.
I must be PMSing, 'cause I'm eating EVERYTHING in sight.
::hides Toto behind the couch::
I've got all that sublimated energy I'm not using.
It's a new alternative source of energy: Wasted libido.
::hides Toto behind the couch::
He appears to be safe for the time being, as he is not sweet or salty tasting, I don't think.
I bet he tastes just like chicken.
Go ahead. Find out and let us know.
I must be PMSing, 'cause I'm eating EVERYTHING in sight.
considers this
decides that being insanely hungry for 2 straight weeks can't possibly count as PMS
::hides Emily behind the couch::
If that were true, the whole four corners could say "We don't need no stinking fossil fuels."
Just from me.
Which is why I watch shows like the History Channel proving Hitler was a meth-head with Parkinson's.
No chance of the Envy.
And no Rescue Me for six months...thanks Hec for "The Job" rec.
I'm seriously hating Callie Thorne's character again. I felt sympathetic but now *I* want to kick her ass, and I wonder if going into burning buildings and dying wasn't *easier* on Jimmy than facing her 3000 moods.
Go ahead. Find out and let us know.
Um...thanks, but no thanks?
On edit: Emily's at work, so she's safe...for the time being...
