Yeah, but it always rains in Seattle.
Yes, but not 91 days in a row.
You don't have an expectation of sunshine.
We have an expectation that it's going to drip like Chin, er, Asian water torture, not come down like God knocked back a 12-pack of Rainier and thinks Seattle is the urinal cake.
I moved to San Francisco at the beginning of the 5 year drought.
I moved to Seattle just in time for the El Nino and La Nina winters of the late 90s.
I've got more orb than Rumsfeld's got excuses...it's probably even finally nice out today.
So far today I have:
Paid my credit card bill
Paid my car insurance
Paid a couple of overdue medical bills
Submitted the bills and some scrips to my FSA
Changed a hotel reservation
Gotten a new drivers license
Checked out the sale pages for grocery shopping this weekend
Done actual work that I get paid for
Whoops, not that last one. Maybe I should get on that.
Do I want to be different and go all the way to Draeger's to get sushi for lunch (and see if they carry the vampire bat from Moonstruck Chocolate), or do I want the mac and cheese I brought in on Wednesday and never ate?
OMTG you guys, not next week but the week after is going to be the nuttiest, most awesomest week EVER for me. On Tuesday, I'm going to get a makeover from Isaac Mizrahi, and on Thursday, Warren Buffett is flying me to Nebraska.
Wheeeeeeeee!
ton of other fun words. Including snafu!
I always liked fubar more than snafu--it's so final in its fucked-upness.
Warren Buffett is flying me to Nebraska.
No fucking way! The Mizrahi thing I'm totally over, but this is crazy!
No fucking way! The Mizrahi thing I'm totally over, but this is crazy!
I KNOW! Apparently he invited 20 students from my U., they had to pick people right away, and I was the first one to pick up the phone when the dean started making calls.
Perkins, you want mac&cheese.