I just got spam at work from sam@farts.com.

And there is no point to the spam. Just a bunch of words with no sense whatsoever.

Other than it made me giggle. farts.com. Heeee.

I think I should start www.aimeewillsmite.com and charge $1 for any kind of smite.

For those calorie counters among us - Hardee's has a new sandwich.

And there is no point to the spam. Just a bunch of words with no sense whatsoever.

Unless it has a virus embedded. Then it's like an online version of the ol' silent but deadly.

Nicole, the massage place is awesome, but you have to be here for an open house. I don't know when the next one will be.

Damn. Maybe I should look around here for some kind of open house massage thingy and drag you to Denver...

Only high?

Missed this earlier, Perkins, but I did say *very* high on the list. So, there's that.

Aimee, you should totally do that. You could make your fortune.

I just walked into Georgetown and spent way too much money on books (one of which I kind of needed, the other I really didn't need, but it seemed cool) and Lush stuff (ONE thing I bought was the thing I went in to buy. The other two things just kind of seemed cool. But I think one of them has given me a rash.)

Those houses in Ireland look gorgeous.

For those calorie counters among us - Hardee's has a new sandwich.

Ew. That's just too many sandwiches at once. Burgers and cheesesteaks should stay separate.

I don't know, that looks like it could be really good. For about three bites.

{{{Kristin}}}

{{{Beth}}}

I had a great day with my older nephew. We went to lunch at Friendly's, to see Ice Age: The Meltdown, and then to Target to buy toys for him and the baby. We had a wonderful time, and then we went back to the house so I could play with the baby for a while. As soon as I got into the car I burst into tears. I am going to miss them terribly.

sj, yay for good days. Boo for bursting into tears, love.

Eleven hours at work and I still didn't finish everything I needed to finish today. This bites. And it means I'll have to go into the office for a bit tomorrow morning before heading over to the hotel where the Focus Group is being held. All Damn Day. So, more with the biting.

And I didn't have time to get my hair cut so that I could color it tonight. My roots are quite evident and will be even more evident by the time the weekend rolls around. This bites *and* pecks *and* gnaws.

I need some Cranky Lotion and some Cranky Shoes to go with the rest of my Cranky Ensemble. Maybe some Cranky Nail Polish, as well.

{{{Nicole}}} Can you hop on IM for a quick minute?