So I told my parents that I'm moving to Chicago. My father is convinced that I'm going to be mugged and beaten. He also keeps mentioning the higher cost of living, as if I didn't know things are more expensive there.
Shrift, we SO have the same parents, right down to the heart-disease dad.
It's why we love you so, msbelle.
Singing along with C&T and bopping up and down while in public and alone is one of the many reason I will stay single and embarass my future children.
Thank goodness I am ok with that, because now Cher is singing to me about Gypsies Tramps and Thieves and that right there people is just prime KARAOKE material.
running into movie 3 now.
Burrell, I hope the kids feel better soon.
Movie 2 is complete. I have traversed to Theater #2 and tossed in a mile walk just for fun. I still got here early. Luckily, I also am getting a wifi signal here. love it.
What are you posting from?!
Today I woke up for a conference call and at the end of it two hours later the partner said, "[bon bon], meet me in in my office in 30 minutes" and I live like 35 minutes from the office. So I haven't showered, I'm still at the office and I'm supposed to be having friends of Bob's over tonight.
Singing along with C&T and bopping up and down while in public and alone is one of the many reason I will stay single and embarass my future children.
msbelle is funny. I wish I was doing a movie marathon.
Today I woke up for a conference call and at the end of it two hours later the partner said, "[bon bon], meet me in in my office in 30 minutes" and I live like 35 minutes from the office.
Good lord.
I'm always surprised that more people aren't singing along in public. I can't remember what song was on at the grocery store the other day, but it was one that CLEARLY needed to be sung-along to.
I've done it to "Let's Get It On"(Not as an invite.)
I...got some attention during that three minutes.
Shrift, we SO have the same parents, right down to the heart-disease dad.
Dear Mom & Dad,
Hi, we're adults now. Yeah, it finally happened. We're adults who maybe know things about 401Ks and computers and insurance, even though we still read comics. We're probably gonna be okay, and sometimes we even know what we're doing.
Love,
shrift & Steph
My mother's off to do migraine research. Frontal migraines. Because, in absence of occipital ones, apparently that's what my skull cooks up. It's like they've achieved sentience, and are breeding and plotting on how to thwart me at any turn.
Announcement: I have a migraine
Analysis: I got nothing. Absolutely nothing.