Thank you...it's really nice to be here. It's a bit weird because for the first time in a long time, I am free from that underlying feeling of stress/anxiety. I feel a bit anchor-less at the moment, but it is so nice to not have anything big to worry about.
Oh, I am so happy that your family is back together. Reading that just made me smile and feel a little misty.
I just caught a glance of myself in the mirror and I have aged about 20 or 30 years in the last 48 hours. Dude, thems some serious dark circles under my eyes. I'm wondering where I can catch a catnap instead of lunch. There's not a lot of free space here today. If I ever get enough sleep though? Instant face lift...
Gee, Cass, I can't imagine why that would be. Nothing stressful going in your life right now, is there?
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I knew that I feel like hell, yet it was still somehow surprising to realize the extent to which I looked like hell. It's like my life was sucked a la the Princess Bride, but without the voice effects.
Cool number.
brenda, I think I am going to wear the leather on Friday to see the big damn movie.
brenda, I think I am going to wear the leather on Friday to see the big damn movie.
Oh my.
I have a Malcolm Reynolds outfit that I'm going to wear to see the movie with a bunch of Browncoats on Saturday. I'm also seeing it tonight at the last of the local press screenings. A buddy got passes and knew I would want to go.
(sneaks into thread, hugs it tight)
Gosh, I miss you people.
Gosh, I hate this new 'open space' layout at work. I miss having walls.
Hugs and ~ma to whomever wants or needs them.
(hides in corner)
t tacklehugs Jilli
You know, in a really gentle way....
The only reason I can deal with my open plan office is that I've got a corner cube with two empty cubes on either side. So I've got space, if not exactly privacy.
The only reason I can deal with my open plan office is that I've got a corner cube with two empty cubes on either side. So I've got space, if not exactly privacy.
I am SO envious.
There is no wall between me and the person on the other side of my monitor. There is a wall that extends 8" past the end of my desk that separates me from the problem-child writer who is seated next to me. I just keep silently repeating "Only two more months on this contract. Only two more months."
Dear Gymboree - Please make this outfit in Mommy sizes. Thanks.
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