Dude, you totally barted in Steve's car last night

So as to give you a washing too?

Where did you get the idea that I intended to make use of them myself?

After Paul spent that week in Beijing, Chinese food was off the list of things we'd go out to eat. He'd get a wistful look in his face and say he could go back to American Chinese as soon as the memory faded.

After living in Arizona, surrounded by first and second generation Mexican Americans, I can't bring myself to enter a Mexican Restaurant in Minnesota. I figure, when I am in the mood for it, I'll make it my own darn self, and it will be more authentic. I lucked out, having several neighbors who took motherly/sisterly interest in me, and would often bring plates of goooooooood food to my door. Not to mention, the numerous church fund-raisers that featured tamales.

Hee. Yeah, we have gained the taste for proper Mexican food ourselves. Yum.

Also, bagels nom nom nom. Which reminds me of the scene in Northern Exposure where Joel gets Maggie to rush him in a package. She thinks it's vital medical supplies and hauls ass, but it turns out he's just shipped in a package of bagels. Hee.

I love that show so much. The SO & I are doing an episode by episode rewatch with my birthday DVD set. I've decided I need to do an episode commentary over in my lj, so we're going to go back to number one and start over.

DJ, they couldn't replace you in a year, let alone two weeks! You're obviously ready to move on. I hope you get the job.

I should really go to bed. Ima have some chocolate instead. We have what I hope to be the last in a series of assessments for Owen for the Early Childhood Program here. We meet the teacher tomorrow and then I'll have a meeting next week to determine whether Owen qualifies for service.

DJ, they couldn't replace you in a year, let alone two weeks!

Awww. Thanks! I would only be able to give them one. Eeep!

Right now I'm going through their leadership and writing down adjectives I think describe them so I can play that up in the interview. Next is checking out their clients.

Not to mention, the numerous church fund-raisers that featured tamales.

I get my Abuela cooking fix every month at the curch on my block.

Good luck, Daisy. I met with a recruiter today myself. Hate this, I'm fibbing to everybody. Telling my office I'm at doctor's appointments, telling the recruiter that I'm "maybe" interested in leaving. Ommitting the whole "I'm an actor" thing because I'm going for maximum corporate cash. Sighhh. Hate. It.

I need a good lie for, oh, probably Friday. I've already had a Dr.'s appointment last Tuesday. Dentist? Should I lose a filling?

Now I am googling more successful classmates. Next: Exes.

What time is the interview? Morning is good for emergency home repairs. Lost filling works later on.

You know, if they'd pay us what we're worth we wouldn't be lying. They should curteously believe whatever poo we're polite enough sling.

We're looking at 4. I think because HK wants to meet me for HH and find out how it went.