I like the 2nd one better than the Guess one, Jilli.

much better shape, I agree.

Guess actually has a line of men's t-shirts right now I like.

Last time I wore Guess was when I got the employee discount in high school.

I suck. The people I was cat-sitting for? That locked me out? I think I left their garage remote in the rental car. The one that took me so long to return I missed Todd's birthday.

::headdesk::

I never used to be this lame.

I think I was three or four when I decided I wanted to go see the polo ponies. I knew it wasn't safe to cross the four lane road they lived on the other side of by myself, especially since there was no light or crosswalk, so I took my sister's cairn terrier with me. (Hey, it worked for Dorothy.) I made it across the road but the ponies were behind two sets of fences and most of them were way across the field. I was trying to figure out how to get inside the second fence when they found me. When they asked me why I crossed the busy street when I could have been hit by one of the cars I replied, "they all stopped for me."

My cat once jumped on the back of a Doberman

When I was a kid we had a Daschund who would occasionally escape to wander the neighborhood with her pal, a neighbors cat. The cat always protected him when large dogs tried to bully him. But every now and then the cat plink him under the chin with a single claw, just to remind him who was in charge.

Well, for starters, it took me until I was 32 to actually HAVE a career path.

Early bloomer.

Signed, 38 and no sign of a career path, even with all the maps I've bought

{{Daisy}} It's so hard to have a friend in a tough situation and not be able to help. Though you have helped already.

Wait. Careers are supposed to have a path? I've just been following my nose.

I just feel like I've been all "Yay! Away from the dick!" to be thinking about how sad and sucky she must feel. Now that I am thinking about it, it makes me really sad.

Aw, {{{{DJ}}}} Yeah, it's sad and sucky, but she'll get through it and feel SO MUCH BETTER. I promise. The getting-through-it is hard, though.

Yeah. I can see the other side from here a little better than she can. I wish I could get her to hop on up here and see it with me, but I know that's not the way it works, or should work.

My career path is the one Bugs Bunny took to get to Poughkeepsie. I like my job and have been here long enough to see some benefits, but tomorrow, I could decide to like, make coats or something.

Oh, DJ. I'm glad you guys are getting drinks later.

Tonight, after dinner with a friend, we ran into my shrink. This is the same friend I was with when we ran into my GYN. She like has some vw's doctor radar or something. It's weird.