Discussions of Jilli's nose invite idle thoughts of 'teh touchery'.
It is a great source of amusement to me. But then, I am a git.
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.
Discussions of Jilli's nose invite idle thoughts of 'teh touchery'.
It is a great source of amusement to me. But then, I am a git.
Discussions of Jilli's nose invite idle thoughts of 'teh touchery'.
gaaaaah! Stop it stop it stop it.
I would like to leave work now. Yes, I didn't wander in until 11:15 or so. Yes, I'm leaving in just over an hour. But I still want to leave *now*.
Kansas gets it right:
The Kansas Supreme Court on Friday unanimously struck down a state law that punished underage sex more severely if it involved homosexual acts, saying "moral disapproval" of such conduct is not enough to justify the different treatment.
Jilli, I will not poke your nose while you are here, however I can not speak for Em. Noses are her "thing" right now. (For your own reference, Emeline's nose goes beep, beep, beep.)
t sappy mom
(For your own reference, Emeline's nose goes beep, beep, beep.)
Hee! I beep Tickybox's nose every chance I get.
Hee! I beep Tickybox's nose every chance I get.
It's very beepable.
msbelle, JZ just posted a link to affordable cocktail hats that I think you'd like.
I suddenly find myself wondering about the etymology of the word cocktail.
I suddenly find myself wondering about the etymology of the word cocktail.
I'm beginning to wonder how I lived life before the Wikipedia.
My boss noticed my boiled sausage arm in the staff meeting. Oh, she thinks I'm such a freak. But at times like this I must chant the Nike hymn:
My knees are tomboys
They get bruised and cut
Every time I play soccer
I'm proud of them and wear my dresses short.
My mother worries
I will never marry
With knees like that
But I know
There's someone out there
Who will say to me:
I love you
And I love your knees.
I want the four of us
To grow old together
Just do it.
Oy. Why is the thing I love so ugly inducing? Ah, well.