'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
you're close enough that I can make good on my threat.
I am in Simi, you know.
Plus, I ate well. One and a half roast beef sandwiches. Well, and two cans of coke, a mini-brownie and a mini-lemon square. But it's the lack of a nap that's killing me. The pattern on the carpet is trying to attack me.
OH! I was in a meeting today where someone seriously said that companies don't market directly to kids, and especially not poor kids. WTFF? Thank god I have an awesome minion (that's not the right word, even though she does technically report to me), because I had to call her IMMEDIATELY after to scream.
that companies don't market directly to kids, and especially not poor kids.
Why was there not a deafening FOOOM as the heads of everyone within earshot exploded?
-t, similar, but my pillow was black and white. And it screamed.
I had it in my office and once in a while someone would lean back against it and hear a muffled scream from behind them. One person, knowing this, would wiggle around to try to make it scream ... usually without success.
Why was there not a deafening FOOOM as the heads of everyone within earshot exploded?
I DON'T KNOW! I was like, Bwuh?? But quietly, as not only was I the New Kid, I was the most junior person organizationally.
companies don't market directly to kids, and especially not poor kids.
Maybe you missed a word? Like, [Acid Reflux Treatment] companies don't market directly to kids, or [Livestock Transport] companies don't market directly to kids.
Because otherwise that's some crazy shit, yo.
I swear to god he was talking generally. He was like, "they don't have money!" Um... yeah, but have you ever been in the grocery store?
The same person did tell me yesterday that he doesn't have a tv at home, so. But still!!
Or it's one of those lies company employees tell themselves.
I was supposed to go visit my family this weekend, but then I found out the neighborhood welcome party is Saturday night, and George Takei is going to be the grand master of the Pride Parade on Sunday, and...
Right. Two weekends in a row I'm weaseling out of going home. I'm sure that will go over well.
Blame it on the toilet! all that plunging has to do something for you.