So I got a McDonalds Big Breakfast for breakfast. Bastards forgot to give me salt and pepper for my eggs. So I went digging through my desk drawer looking for old leftover McDonalds salt and pepper packets. I found a pepper packet right away, but it took a few minutes of digging through all the crap before I was all, "Yay! Salt!" So now I'm as happy as the creature on that ST:TOS episode that killed people by sucking all the salt from their bodies. Pretty soon I'll probably turn into McCoy's old girlfriend....
'Shells'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
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.
Hey guys -- do you ever feel like your gentials aren't being displayed to their full advantage when you're in a swimsuit? This one has "show it" technology! [link] (Found via Smart Bitches, Trashy Books.)
You know, starting the day by opening yesterday's mail and discovering an offer for discount cemetary plots is just....odd.
My knee itches and I'm pondering the plague that is learned or willful helplessness.
eta: I am so not clicking that link.
I'm still waiting for the coffee to kick in. Or the Benadryl.
The link's not that bad.
Okay, now I have to ice the cake.
Happy 20th Anniversary, Shark Week! [link]
The link's not that bad.
Oh, like I'm going to listen to you when it comes to links.
It's an ad for a bathing suit! A "boys" enhancing bathing suit, but still.
ita, for some reason when you said ice the cake I wondered why you needed to put a bag of ice on the cake, did it have a cake-ache? Then I realized, der. Obviously, I am undercaffinated.
shrift or anyone who has taken the train from Ann Arbor to Chicago:
Is it *really* just under 5 hours or is it more like 8?