I got a meeting invite sent to me at 5:19am (the meeting wasn't until 8:30), and calls for status at 7:30am.
For the results of the meeting everyone flaked on yesterday.
I will not get a stress-related migraine this early in the morning. I refuse. Plus, I'm actually doing work. Everyone else needs their priorities aligned.
Also, I have a chocolate cupcake.
And they don't.
It was so fast! For such a flip-flop, I mean.
Tight jeans are evil, though. No use dilly dallying getting away from them.
Tight jeans are evil, though.
I still think I looked good in them when I was 16.
Sumi, at least
there's no way Dave won't come in third (at least, I can't imagine it), and Harold vs Tiffani is a trip.
I just this second figured out how to get online and post from my blackberry. This is so exciting.
I'm doing it while sitting right in front of my computer. This is kind of dorkily sad.
ita: Do not get a stress-related migraine.
OH! And I found a scrap of paper while cleaning out my backpack I meant to tell you about. In the free paper the other day, there was a bit about how Owen Wilson is dating Donatella Versace's 22 year old neice. I thought maybe you could put your cousin on that.
Someone give a gal a quick spoiler for what went down on Alias and Lost? Sure, I'll eventually watch them on DVD, but I wanna know!
Could I pull off this look?
Heck yeah!
Plei - there was
DEATH
of various
characters
on both shows.
Does that help?
Owen Wilson is dating Donatella Versace's 22 year old neice
This niece? He'd better be careful--she looks fragile.
My cousin, OTOH, is not. But he's probably not the marrying sort--he should date me. I was passing for 24 yesterday.
Yeah, but really, that isn't saying much.
Fair enough. I'm still pulling for the Royals to make it to second-worst this year, but it isn't looking good.
Fair enough. I'm still pulling for the Royals to make it to second-worst this year, but it isn't looking good.
Yeah, that's starting to look too optimistic. I think I may have to start pulling for them to not be the worst team in MLB history.
The pissed off cardinal is back. It must be something to do with the reflectivity of the windows at this time of day.