Lots of luck, DJ!
Hurrah for your work mates giving you a good send-off, Stephanie!
Xander ,'End of Days'
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Lots of luck, DJ!
Hurrah for your work mates giving you a good send-off, Stephanie!
I leave to sell myself in 30 min. Wish me luck!
Work it like you mean it!
c'mon UPS bring my seecrit santee her prezzies!
I leave to sell myself in 30 min. Wish me luck!
Have nice sex! t /Kaylee
Good luck, DJ!
IOmeN, none of my pants fit me anymore. I am seriously considering flying on Sunday wearing sweatpants, although I'm not sure I have any that fit. My underwear doesn't even fit anymore. Yeah, I've gained weight, but it's all directly in front of me.
good luck DJ!
I am seriously considering flying on Sunday wearing sweatpants, although I'm not sure I have any that fit.
I lived in sweats the last 4 weeks. Among the black sweats, I had a favorite pair of leopard print velour sweats that were sassy - from Old Navy Maternity. And when I didn't need them anymore, I burned them - no regrets.
Hooray for your co-workers giving you a party!
and she looks so much like You , Susan! absolutely lovely!
That's what everyone keeps saying, but I still think she looks more like DH.
That's what everyone keeps saying, but I still think she looks more like DH.
She's probably a good amalgam of the two of you but when I see you together, her eyes, nose, mouth, chin and eyes are all you! She's really adorable.
For someone who spends half his time goofing off online, I sure got a pretty awesome performance review.
Doesn't it make you wonder how awful your fellow employees must be? I keep waiting for someone to drop their hand on my shoulder and say, "You, slacker, out the door." Instead they give me large raises and tell me how they want to promote me.
Doesn't it make you wonder how awful your fellow employees must be? I keep waiting for someone to drop their hand on my shoulder and say, "You, slacker, out the door."
I know! I think it's that I get all my work done on time, and it is apparently high quality, so whatever, right? But I still can't believe I get away with it.