Seriously, I felt like Dana in Sports Night talking to the Quo Vadimus guy, "You invented something that makes big things small."
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
I think bluetooth headsets are cool, but they just looks a little too borg-ish for me to get one. Joe has a bluetooth thing that just clips to the visor in his car. I like that one a lot.
Especially with the baby, I only answer the phone when I want to talk to the person who's calling. Whenever people apologize for calling too early/late/whatever, I always tell them I wouldn't have answered if I didn't want to talk to them.
One thing about cell phones that makes people less confusing - every. single. time. I've been on the Metro here, someone has answered their phone and said, in Greek, "Hello? Yeah, I'm on the Metro. Bye."
People = pretty much the same everywhere.
Oh, Nicole! That first picture is just priceless!
The dog in a kilt? So cute. Sean Connery? Still sexy as all hell.
My shoulder is frelled again.
Well, crap. You only had, what, a week of no pain? Not enough.
Sometimes I like the phone and sometimes I don't. And I usually don't know what my mood will be until it rings.
They can "science" it up all they want, Aimée. We know the truth. If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it's going to burn itself on a pyre of sweet smelling wood, and rise from the ashes, any minute, now.
So, according to today's mail, I am a 1945 graduate of Newton North High School.
That's news to me! I look pretty damn good for graduating from high school in '45!
In other news, I think I may have helped create a baby Bitch. A conversation with a friend about her three-year-old niece (who has a teeny-tiny princess fixation):
Me: You know what she needs?
Her: No, what?
Me: She needs A TIARA.
Her: ooooh. You're right!
So if you see a little girl in a Disney princess dress and a tiara, that's her!
vw, I knew you were an old-soul, but dang.
DH had his 25 year reunion over the weekend. Now he is pining for his high school days. I don't get this. AT ALL. I mean, while there are some folks I miss from those days, I would not want to return to that time in my life, even with the current shitstorm of recent days (months).
I know, Suzi! That's like before my parents were even born!
Why do people answer the phone only to say "I can't talk right now I'm driving/in a meeting/in a movie theatre/being chased by hungry lions." Why?
I do that all the time. When it's someone who I do need/want to talk to, or a call I'm expecting, but I can't actually talk right now. But I can't imagine trying to make someone feel guilty about it.