For my first positive act of 2007, I found a phone cord with the widget-thingie that keeps their ends plugged in and substituted it for the one in my office phone that keeps coming out. Then -- and this is the significant part -- I threw out the damaged one. I feel like 2007 is off to a good start....
Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial
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.
Excellent, Theodosia! For my first positive act of 2007, I cooked my own breakfast. And after I eat it? I'm going to wash the dishes.
Oooh... 9K?
OK, for my second positive act of 2007, I've grabbed a lovely round number. Now I won't have to try again for a nice round number this year. ::checks another accomplishment off the list::
Happy New Year everyone!!! 2007 is...The Year of Pork, whatever that means.
So sad about Gus.
Sue, it means everyone should have sausage this morning.
The Year of Pork? How ironic, considering this is the year I'm giving up bacon. Wah.
My first act of 2007 was dealing with overdramatic friends and getting a poor night's sleep. My first positive act was catching up in Bitches.
I'm thinking brekkie will be next. Or turning on the television and waking everyone else up because they all made me cranky yesterday.
My New Year's Resolution should be to go to Italy and find wherever they bottle Goldschläger so I can stop them from inflicting this much pain on anyone else.
The stuff is only 87 proof, but apparently the gold flakes slice little perforations in your esophagus so the alcohol can enter your bloodstream directly without being diluted or delayed by the digestive process.
The stuff is only 87 proof, but apparently the gold flakes slice little perforations in your esophagus so the alcohol can enter your bloodstream directly without being diluted or delayed by the digestive process.
Well, alcohol does enter your bloodstream through the stomach walls, bypassing the rest of the gut.
Matt, to make yourself feel better, just walk around saying, "I am a golden god!" (a line from Almost Famous)
My New Year's Resolution should be to go to Italy and find wherever they bottle Goldschläger so I can stop them from inflicting this much pain on anyone else.
Heh. Matt, I'm pretty sure the Goldschlager was the least of your problems.
Year of Pork! I love that! I'm considering going to the grocery store for hotdogs and crescent rolls, but we'll see if I make it that far.