I wanna live in Aimee's imagination.
Gotta love the pay scale. And I suspect the job bennies include camels.
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I wanna live in Aimee's imagination.
Gotta love the pay scale. And I suspect the job bennies include camels.
You know it!
Sounds like a pretty good outcome, considering, Sail.
Very much so. Even the department where the fire originated only really lost insignificant stuff. The fire started on a work in process shelf and because it was right next to their pallet racking that held all their cardboard packing boxes, they all went up with a big poof, but that was about it. You can see a very distinct line where once they burnt up they were done. It's only heat and water that really damaged anything else in the area.
I've been listening to House Rules incessantly on my iPod recently, thanks to Juliana and Steph.
In conclusion, Fernet.
Why hasn't Aimee's Empire made itself manifest, yet? I'm tired of waiting.
Oh, I like it, vw! It's gonna be really cute with your stuff in it.
Very cute apartment, vw.
JZ, that is insanity.
Small accomplishment for me today: I had to call my former college today because of an issue with them releasing my transcript. I usually have a meltdown just thinking about this school, but I made the call and got the situation settled. I didn't even freak out when I got chastized for having let this minor thing slide for so long.
I've been listening to House Rules incessantly on my iPod recently, thanks to Juliana and Steph.
In conclusion, Fernet.
Muhahaha. Also, exactly.
No such thing as last call,
We pick 'em up when they fall.
We share the same bathroom stall,
Says the sign on the wall....