I'm actually a little surprised to see that second picture on People's website. Maybe I shouldn't be, but... well, I am.

I think we're going to need a bigger special hell.

Oh yeah.

And can I just say, twenty years from now, when he's weathered and has a bit of gray, and all those lines of experience in his face ...

Guh.

One thousand, two hundred fifty dollars and seventy-two cents.

Alternately, twelve hundred (and) fifty dollars and seventy-two cents. Can't decide if I'd put the one "and" in there. (I think I would go with just one "and" when writing a check)

And can I just say, twenty years from now, when he's weathered and has a bit of gray, and all those lines of experience in his face ...

Stop it! I'll be 66 years old and still a dirty old woman!

Though it won't be as socially unacceptable in 20 years . . .

And can I just say, twenty years from now, when he's weathered and has a bit of gray, and all those lines of experience in his face ...

guh

Pretty... not really my type, but still, yum. Now, what AmyLiz describes is my type.

That's just one of those pictures I keep looking at...

That is just a whole lot of naked. Mmmmm naked.

Oh, lord, it's the beginning of the psychotic phase of my PMS. That's why I want to scream at stupid customers. "I told you, I don't have that box on my screen--oh, there it is, sorry. Now what did you want me to do?"

Answer I don't give: "Call back in when your dog returns your brain."

guh, indeed

pretty

and connie, the gauchos turned out to be from a newly opened Argentinian restaurant ... which made it marginally less creepy

Timelies, everyone. I'm caught up a bit, so I can talk to you, yay!

I'm on Day 2 of a six-week diet plan. Down two lbs. from yesterday, thanks to diet, plus one Curves workout and one dance class. Of course, it's low carb, and I'm suddenly craving toast. Toast! I don't think I've ever craved toast in my life! Huh. My morning snack is supposed to be cottage cheese and pineapple, but I still feel full from morning oatmeal and turkey sausage links. And cottage cheese and pineapple just don't seem that appetizing when you're craving toast (toast!)

One thousand, two hundred fifty dollars and seventy-two cents.

Yes, this. I specifically remember our class being instructed not to use the "and" by Ms. Wittstruck, 9th grade Algebra teacher.

Robin, you've sent a big ole busload to Special Hell. Hummina. Almost as good as my current fave for shirtlessness. [link]

Happy Birthday, Anne!

Oh, beth, great-first-day-ma!

I forgot to meara, so ~ma to them as need or want it.