JZ, you want I should make a cheesecake for you? Maybe peanut-butter cheesecake? Full-fat?

Distrust I can do. I can do that very well. Watch.

distrusts ita

See?? Easy peasy!

It's wrong to not like a co-worker simply because she's really quiet and barely says, "Good morning." or "Good night." or anything else, right?

Maybe she has a bunch of invisible friends who live in the glowy box that she would rather talk to than people she has to work with...

Not that I would know anything about that, of course.

See?? Easy peasy!

I'm sending Em her new mission instructions right now. Sometimes distrust is warranted...but you're too late!

my friends call me the Bitch Ninja

::Loves this and hugs it tight::

Welcome, Ailleann!

Epic, I always had your part in groups in school. Luckily, I would pressure my friends in class to be in my group, so then I knew they would do their part. I wouldn't feel bad, if her part was easy she doesn't have much of an excuse to have taken so long.

unless you have a protien bar that really like - stay away from them - eat stuff you like. just go for full fat when you can. and the good things about things like jamba juice, milkshakes, frappachinos - so what if you can't drink it all - just stick in in the freezer and toss it in the blender when you want more.

I'm sending Em her new mission instructions right now. Sometimes distrust is warranted...but you're too late!

Good luck getting through to her mind right now - it's chock a block with playing on the slide, taking milk from Max, teaching the other kids to curse like her mommy, and hogging all the toys.

Later, there will naps.

Luckily, I would pressure my friends in class to be in my group, so then I knew they would do their part.

Yeah, I was setting it up so that I sat near other "grown-ups" so I could feel confident that I wouldn't have this very situation, then on the day we set the groups, someone was in my usual chair and I had to take potluck. I tried to avoid the eye of the children surrounding me and get back with my grownups, but couldn't pull it off. Maybe if I could have been a heinous bitch that night and ignored them...

Ah well, live and learn (not learn, I already knew), live and suffer and gain weight from stress eating. Then bask in the glow of "semester's nearly over and this very weekend I get to hang with Buffistas!!!"

Okay, actually do feel a bit better now.

Venting's my friend.

And so's the 'ffistas.

today , after I did a bunch of stuff - I made a list just so I could cross things off. and it made me add more stuff to the list, so I can cross out more things later.

dork