Okay, so I am resigned to finishing my filing today. Or at least to getting everything into files so that I can put it in the file cabinet when it is file cabinet time. which might be next week.
Can I complain for a sec about the envy commerical? The Seven Deadly sins aren't sins. They never were, not even in the medieval construction. They are Seven Deadly VICES that lead to sin. It's a fine line distinction, but also important. Sloth? Not a sin per se, but it's a vice or character flaw that opens one up to sin.
I am to into the medieval concept of the world. I need a life.
Jesse, did you get my package yet?
Can I complain for a sec about the envy commerical?
If I can complain about the Pepto commercial with the giant Godzillas and greek goddesses grabbing their asses to the "diarrhea" portion of the PB "Acid indigestion, stomach upset, diarrhea" ditty. It's FREAKING WEIRD.
Jesse, did you get my package yet?
I did not, sadly.
Off to take my ridiculous self to bed.
Jesus. I've never seen the pepto commercial and I hope I never shall.
They airlift a giant PB bottle to the creatures.
The ditty was wrong enough. This commercial? Redefines wrong.
If I can complain about the Pepto commercial with the giant Godzillas and greek goddesses grabbing their asses to the "diarrhea" portion of the PB "Acid indigestion, stomach upset, diarrhea" ditty.
holds Tivo tightly and never. lets. go.
holy moly. That's terrible.
I'm finally watching House. Oh, man, sometimes I just want to pummel
Cameron. Her self-righteousness deserves a smack.
Ha Jessica! I actually have Tivo. I got stopped at the Envy commercial because, Seven Deadly Sins!
holds Tivo tightly and never. lets. go.
I rarely think of myself as suffering with my crappy rabbit ears and no magic device. But then this commercial comes on. Protect your kidlet, Jess!