Trudy, do you need an internal or external modem? What kind of machine is it going in?
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
She needs an external.
But very quietly, so the universe doesn't think we really believe it can be kind and benevolent and thus encourage it to more bad behavior to thumb its nose at it.
Be vewwy, vewwy quiet, we're hunting peace of mind.
Remind me, please, that it's better to sell heavy expensive textbooks I'm never going to use again than to take them across the country with me, even if I'm selling them for the cost of a bag of potato chips. Because it feels deeply, deeply wrong.
It really is much better, Emily.
Sell them, Emily. Not only will you (a) have to pay to ship them and (b) not use them again, but (c) some poor student will be happy to have them for a pittance.
Jilli, that's the best mallet I ever did see.
Also, that all-star game rocked.
It's true. But... two dollars?!?
but compare that to the 5 dollars the other way it would take you to send/bring it out here.
It's true. But... two dollars?!?
Was it for a binomial book?
Conversation with JZ before bedtime:
Me: Goodnight, babymaker! I think your breasts are getting smaller.
Her: They are. But they're rock hard.
::pokes breast to demonstrate. kisses me::
Goodnight babystarter. Heh. You're like the yeast starter for sourdough.
My contribution to this child has been compared to fungus. This is my role.