ImeN, I wish my boss would quit calling me "Lady". She means to be all friendly, but. It annoys me.
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.
The image of the golf cart plummeting past the cliff face onto the wave-swept rocks below *needs* to be in a movie.
And he's firmly gripping the wheel at ten and two all the way down.
The image of the golf cart plummeting past the cliff face onto the wave-swept rocks below *needs* to be in a movie.
A rewrite of Thelma and Louise, perhaps?
OH THANK GOD. It's finally nearly the time when I can leave.
And in related news, this.
Mrph.
I'm coming to the conclusion that the only way I can get actual info from my complex mgmt is by showing up in person. Which is dreadfully inconvenient.
Though I did get a "and it's about damned time they replaced it" from Trish, who dealt with me last year.
But still, if you say you'll call, fucking DO IT.
I had the joy today of sending a very non-passive-aggressive, non-defensive "hey, very hot important guy, sorry I keep being such a fuck-up" letter. Or email, anyway.
Gee, that sounds fun, brenda.
OH THANK GOD. It's finally nearly the time when I can leave.
Jesse is me.
Someone needs to remind me that it is a bad idea to throw seventh-grade study hall student out the window one by one until the rest get a clue that they need to STFU.
Oh Brenda. Yikes.