That would be all messy, to get a kid and name them the nearest quasi-traditional Western name to my sister's, but still off enough it'd have its own problems.
Yeah, I don't think many people misspelled my mom's name (Françoise) because they probably always double-checked it. Mispronounced, sure.
I don't think many people misspelled my mom's name (Françoise) because they probably always double-checked it.
People didn't doublecheck my name near often enough (didn't, don't, schmon't), but traditionally they
always
asked my sister's. So I grew up spelling her name much more often than I had to spell my own. Both our names are very simply spelt, but hers is moreso, because once you've seen it it seems to match so well to its pronunciation that it gets propagated correctly.
NSM with me. Just a flood of misspellings and mispronunciations. Three letters, people. I'm trying to make it easy on you...
Rare Chinese Monkey Picked Tea
Monkey Picked Tea is a rare tea that is carefully picked by specially trained monkeys in a remote mountain region of China.
It is claimed that none of the monkeys are mistreated or harmed in this process. They say that the monkeys are treated as respected members of their family.
We have not been able to find any pictures of any monkeys actually picking tea leaves, but we did find this one video that shows a girl whip a camera around and claim the monkey was picking tea… you be the judge.
I HAZ HAWT WATUR!
Or whatever that form is. The wasteful person I am, I took a shower so I could finally shave.
I also got my credit card bill and nearly had a heart attack until I realized there was a trip in there, cat checkup and the dentist visits.
My brother goes by the diminuative (? Just the first syllable) of his name. He really doesn't care to use the whole thing. But he's adamant about his sons' names not being nicked or shortened. Which I do, but not to them, and usually only in writing.
But do they poop it?
Supposedly not, but since there's no video documentation of their work, who knows what the fuck they're really doing....
who knows what the fuck they're really doing....
I hope they're not doing that. Though, having had the civet coffee, I guess I've plumbed the fauna depths.
Just found an old schoolmate on Facebook.
The girls from ita's British HS she's found again:
- Political reporter for the Daily Telegraph
- Tantric sex instructor
- Con artist jailed after stealing millions of £s
- Writer of a sex blog
I feel both straight-laced and under-achieving.
Cash, I might take Liv off your hands anyway, because she's pretty cute. But I think to drive my sister properly to despair it has to be a blood relative of hers.
And I'm about nothing if I'm not about proper despair.
Do Tums leave a strange aftertaste? I can't work out what to blame, and without blame I can get no closure.
Also, next cube over needs to not play Michael Jackson I can hear tinnily. And my boss's admin needs to never say "nipply" to me again, because I'm trying to appear professional.
What kind of weird aftertaste? I always rinse my mouth after eating them.Calcium carbonate, bleah.
Hey, Aimee, here's a fun interview with Daniel Radcliffe. He apparently takes life lessons from Eddie Izzard routines and tells an interesting story about being stalked by a New York fan calling herself "Mrs. Radcliffe."
Have you been in NYC recently?
What kind of weird aftertaste?
I can't quite say. It is making my ginger ale taste a bit off. Metallic. And now I swear I smell burning wiring. I think I need to take a scent break and fill my lungs with the west side polluted sea air.
Plus I just spilt a cup of water across my desk.
Which has nothing to do with the burning smell, I'm fairly sure.
And if it does...well, I'll be outside.