There's a wide range of options in-between "slob" and wearing a suit.
I wore jeans every day of my jury duty, as did many of my fellow jurors. I did not look like a slob.
I tell you I have this theory. It goes where, you're the one who's not my sister. Cuz mom adopted you from a shoe box full of baby howler monkeys, and never told you cuz it could hurt your delicate baby feelings.
Dawn ,'Selfless'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
Jessica - Dec 01, 2005 3:57:06 pm PST #7464 of 10003
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Emily - Dec 01, 2005 3:58:47 pm PST #7465 of 10003
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
I wore jeans every day of my jury duty, as did many of my fellow jurors.
Yes? This is what I like to hear. I don't intend to wear stuff with holes in it or anything, I just want to wear my jeans.
Although in fact I probably won't, as security will just be easier not wearing a belt. I'm just childlike and sulky when it comes to dressing up.
vw bug - Dec 01, 2005 4:00:28 pm PST #7466 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
Apparently, I'm the boss of Emily. According to our landlord, anyway.
I say she will wear work clothes. And that's that.
DCJensen - Dec 01, 2005 4:01:26 pm PST #7467 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.
I offered slob as an extreme example.
SuziQ - Dec 01, 2005 4:10:53 pm PST #7468 of 10003
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
We are considering skipping a tree this year. Between the financial strain and the new dog, the funds could find a better use. Somehow, I'm ok with this and I'm Christmas's bitch.
Trudy Booth - Dec 01, 2005 4:16:27 pm PST #7469 of 10003
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
We are considering skipping a tree this year. Between the financial strain and the new dog, the funds could find a better use. Somehow, I'm ok with this and I'm Christmas's bitch.
One year friends of my Mom made one on the wall out of green paper. They decorated it with markers and stickers and stuff.
tommyrot - Dec 01, 2005 4:17:58 pm PST #7470 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
One year friends of my Mom made one on the wall out of green paper. They decorated it with markers and stickers and stuff.
I did that in college, except I drew a tree on white paper with a green marker. Then I taped christmas lights to it.
Ginger - Dec 01, 2005 4:25:08 pm PST #7471 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I finally gave up on a live tree a couple of years ago and bought a prelit tree. At the moment, however, for complicated reasons having to do with my mother's getting a new table, I have my great-grandparents' dining room table in my living room, so there's no room for a Christmas tree or, for that matter, any way to get into the living room. I have acquired new tacky lights for the yard, though.
DCJensen - Dec 01, 2005 4:31:52 pm PST #7472 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.
It is currently 9°F here.
The bank sign on the next block keeps coming around with a temperature of -50° F.
I hope that's not a prediction, because the NWS says 3° F for tonight.
Gris - Dec 01, 2005 4:46:29 pm PST #7473 of 10003
Hey. New board.
My newly fixed computer has finally allowed me to catch up shamelessly skip and skim so that Bitches doesn't chide me with it's "500 new" anymore.
What's up?
I'm a bid sad because Gershwin Girl has spent all week contagious with conjunctivitis, and nothing is quite as painful as hanging out with her and being unable to touch hands/faces/et cetera. Especially as we're that couple you hate who is always touching, like, all the time. Today is her day of no-longer-contagious but we can't even celebrate it because she's got to do tons of work. Bah.
Oh well. At least I have video games. They've always seen me through trying, smoochies-less times in the past.