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.
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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.
Sometimes I'm not very smart.
I just folded laundry on my bed. Now I want to take a nap. That requires putting away my laundry and putting Em's in her room. I'm too lazy for that. And the pets are taking up the whole couch. Looks like I'm gonna need a hotel room.
It'll take 5 minutes vw, and then when you wake up, you'll be facing the rest of the day with fewer chores.