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You win a twin! You lucky girl.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
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You win a twin! You lucky girl.
OOOO! OOOOOO! I'm a twinsie with GC!
I once knew a whole story that could be told, using a calculator to add, subtract, etc., the various numbers in the story while telling it. When you finished, you looked at the readout upside down, it said Shell Oil. I find the number mentioned through Google, but not the story to get to it. Anyway, it seemed like an appropriate thing to talk about when math, alcohol and a calculator are involved.
Do you know the story, Emily or vw? Or anyone else for that matter?
I made a pretty pretty histogram with my shiny new TI-83 PLUS over the weekend. I'ma turn it in tonight and get an A!
We're clueless, but are willing to try to make it up.
Enjoy the beverages. I must hie away to a meeting. sigh.
We're clueless, but are willing to try to make it up.
There was something about executives and the oil crisis. Maybe the embargo? And yes, I'm that old.
There was something about executives and the oil crisis. Maybe the embargo? And yes, I'm that old.
Huh. Interesting. Will have to be creative tomorrow. Too tired now.
Nigh Night, Bitches!
I'm totally going to catch up, but meanwhile must post--I got back from Toronto early this afternoon, spent a little time catching up on email and stuff, and then took a five hour nap. Um. And now I'm starving, there's no food in the house, and it is pouring like CRAZY outside (and thunder and lightning) so I'm feeling like ordering food would require a BIGASS tip and a lot of guilt.
However, Toronto was fabulous. I saw none of the sights, but Pride was amazing there! HUGE!
I think I'm at the spot where I'm much more comfortable in pants than skirts. I still like wearing skirts, but I don't look for excuses to wear them daily the way I did in my 20s and 30s. When I was in the Navy most of my jobs required work clothes (dungarees), but when I was teaching and could wear blues or whites I almost always wore skirts and heels. I have the bunions to show for it. Now, though, I'd just as sooner wear pants. They can be both practical and pretty without the pitfalls of skirts when you're climbing ladders to get parts down from the 5th shelf of the pallet racking.
vw is making me thirsty. I think it's time to break out the key lime flavored rum and diet coke.