Out loud is different, though.
The only grownups I know who are adamant about using Miss are old maiden ladies. And I only know them through direct mail -- they write back angry if you use Ms.
Ouhh! Snacks! The secret to any successful migration! Who's up for some tasty fried meat products!?
Anya ,'Touched'
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
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.
Jesse - May 13, 2007 5:17:09 pm PDT #7122 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Lee - May 13, 2007 6:11:48 pm PDT #7123 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Oops. I thought the board went down at 8:00.
I was close.
So, who did anything/something exciting this weekend?
Pix - May 13, 2007 6:23:05 pm PDT #7124 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
Oh no! I forgot the board is going down in an hour. How will I procrastinate?
So, who did anything/something exciting this weekend?I've had a nice weekend. Right now I'm watching Season 2 of Slings & Arrows for HOMEWORK. Best homework ever.
Lee - May 13, 2007 6:25:02 pm PDT #7125 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm going to keep catching up on the Daily Show and Colbert Report. I'm less than a week behind!
Liese S. - May 13, 2007 6:25:47 pm PDT #7126 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Not anything exciting here. Missed the bus getting to lessons, but gotta love small towns. I told the next bus-driver where I was trying to go, and he made a special stop to drop me off across the street (normally it'd be an hour later, at the end of his route.) Taught four vocal lessons, including two new ones. Next week there'll be five vocals & a piano student. Yay, cash. Cleaned the house a bunch.
Then the SO came home, so we had happy family time together. Today he's exhausted, so he's been crashed out all day, after teaching Sunday School (topic: Stupid People of the Bible). I cooked a new Mario Batali recipe, Chicken as the farmer's wife would make it. It was yum.
I had some work to do, but didn't do it. It's hot and makes me not want to do anything. It's still 81 inside right now.
Oh! And the SO brought home our new all-in-one printer! So I spent the day setting that up. We'd been considering it for a long time, and bought it just in time; the old one quit its last function when the SO was gone. Anyway, it's very spiffy and network capable, which means that we can turn off the (heat-inducing) desktop most of the time. Yay for power conservation. That reminds me. I need to change its power-saving settings.
So nothing too exciting.
aurelia - May 13, 2007 6:28:16 pm PDT #7127 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I'm working on getting my Looptopia photos up on Flickr. Then I'll probably continue trying to catch up on my tv shows.
Liese S. - May 13, 2007 6:30:09 pm PDT #7128 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I need to wash dishes, but I don't want to, because, hot. But then, if I don't, I'll have to do them in the morning, and then it's going to be make the house hotter for the day.
Lee - May 13, 2007 6:34:31 pm PDT #7129 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I should be folding my laundry and putting it away, but it's on my bed, and I know if I go in there, I will just end up going to bed, so I'm not.
Ginger - May 13, 2007 6:38:21 pm PDT #7130 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Today he's exhausted, so he's been crashed out all day, after teaching Sunday School (topic: Stupid People of the Bible).
Surely that's going to take more than one class.
Liese S. - May 13, 2007 6:40:51 pm PDT #7131 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
It's a series! Hee.
Poor tired boy. He's been asleep all day. I'm worried he's going to wake up at like 2, ready to go. I think I'll sleep on the couch to make sure I don't disturb him. He's worn out enough he may just sleep through.