I want him to understand that he is going to be an integral part of my kitchen and not "just" a bartender.
but, he is a bartender first, right? :)
What should I name my iPhone?
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I want him to understand that he is going to be an integral part of my kitchen and not "just" a bartender.
but, he is a bartender first, right? :)
What should I name my iPhone?
Mine is the DiabloPhone.
Somehow, I am leaning towards Larry. I don't know why.
For some reason I think my blender's name is Lou. I have never named an appliance before.
. Express Jet now has my undying loyalty.
That is going a little far. Asshat & fan club deserve to be denied their tickets (even though it is unlikely to happen) because nothing that has happened is either the fault of the ground or flight crew. That does not mean that nothing that has happened is the fault of the airlines. Most "weather" delays and maintenance delays are in fact the fault of airlines.
Many weather delays occur not due to unusually bad weather but due to booking of too many flights too close together so that you are guaranteed delays if the weather is less than perfect. (Look up some of the old "ask the pilot" columns on Salon for more on this.) Maintenance delays are due to the fact that one of the places airlines save money these days is on maintenance; this tends to replace delays for prevention with delays for repairs, so it is not smart. But it is common.
Now maybe JetExpress is an exception to this. I know it is nowhere as bad as United. But don't be too quick to assume they are not at fault -- even though that is no excuse for asshats giving a hard time to ordinary employees who have zero role in setting policy .
Gar, I was really just joking about the fact that if I only fly express jet, I'll never run into the asshats again.
In any case, plane's here. Boarding soon. Night, bitches.
plane's here. Boarding soon
YAY!
it's weird enough that people take their popcorn into the restroom. I guess I understand, you went to the snack bar, now you have to go, and maybe you don't trust us to keep an eye on your food while you use the facilities, so I'm used to sweeping up the occasional popcorn spill in the ladies room. But I just swept up a taco wrapper oh I just don't even want to think about how that got there.
More praise for Omnis_Audis: My brother's wife said she was really glad you were there, too.:: blush :: is she hard to please? She seemed real sweet to me. If only I could use this praise as a reference to woo a gal. ;)
Someone in his congregation watched a line of people queue up to yell at an airport desk employee...so he hopped in the line and when he got to the front, he told the woman that he didn't really have a complaint but that he wanted to give her a break. "Just type something and I'll stand here for a few minutes." ...I was thinking just this as I read about KT's world. If only the rest of the world was compassionate. C'mon folks, lets recall the "Golden Rule" that whole "treat others as you would like to be treated" bit.
KT, I hope your day is done, and your snuggled in your own bed with that lil devil of yours keeping you warm. Brr, cuz it's cold here in SoCal right now.
So, I had a nice dinner with my boss, then a near 4 hour lesson on iTunes and iPods. He was so funny. Almost cute. His OCD side is really going to come out in organizing his music, rating, playlists, etc. Something tells me his wife is going to regret buying the iPod Nano for him.
is she hard to please?
I can't quite get my brain around Suz. She certainly appreciates my cooking but I think sometimes it really bugs her when I show my thoughtless side. On the third hand she is so totally our sister. I sometimes forget that she's the by-marriage kind.
My sisters and I have a way of pronouncing our brother's name that is referred to as the three syllable James. It's kind of hard to get across via text but it's an expression of exasperation along the lines of Ja-A-ames and was often associated with farting.
Long before we knew they were going to be married one day, I was talking on the phone with my brother and who knows what he was doing with the hand that wasn't holding the phone but in the background I heard, "Ja-A-ames!" and I knew she was my sistah.