So sleepy. Can it be nap time?
We do have a 9.5' tall dinosaur running around on stage tough.
River ,'Safe'
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So sleepy. Can it be nap time?
We do have a 9.5' tall dinosaur running around on stage tough.
Do you think he'd share the recipe?
Oh, definitely. He found it on the internet somewhere. It involved chopping up the potatoes, mixing an egg and flour to bind the taters together, and then cooking the tots in oil.
Is that an apple pi, Teppy? It looks scrumptious.
I need to pick up a pi to celebrate today, if I can get Miss Naked clothed so we can go out.
Dude who's supposed to deliver our remaining firewood should have been here 20 minutes ago. I'm going to have to wait around until her gets here. Not that we need firewood this late in the year but I think we should buy a chimenea for the deck this summer.
Is that an apple pi, Teppy?
That is indeed an apple pi pie. And I -- as well as my co-workers -- can attest that it is deeeeee-lish.
Emeline slept in her own bed last night!! I suspect it has something to do with the "presence" of Max and Ruby in there with her.
Actual post:
I was catching up on my reading of eWeek, and lo and behold who should show up but our own Jilli.
It was a brief article covering the Microspoting blog.
A petticoat- and top-hat-wearing Goth was another Microspotted employee, also not the image presented by "PC guy."From the interview, readers learn that not only does this Technical Editor on the Dev Div team write an online advice and etiquette column for Goths, she often finds herself doing the same for Microsoft employees who have questions about her subculture.
"Every team I’ve been on, I’ll get someone who wanders into my office and says, 'So, my kid’s getting into this wearing all black kinda thing, listening to weird music … can I bring them into to talk to you?' And I’m always like, 'Sure! I’m happy to explain that you can still be a freak and a gainfully employed grown-up,'" Jilli** V***** told Microspotting.
(real name removed by me)
I give no comment on the article itself, just "Buffistas! in unexpected places!"
Oh, definitely. He found it on the internet somewhere. It involved chopping up the potatoes, mixing an egg and flour to bind the taters together, and then cooking the tots in oil.
Oh, that sounds easy enough. YAY!
Go big girl Emeline!
Jeezus people! So, I'm having our (9th) annual St. Pat's party tomorrow, and a friend just messaged to tell me she can't come because our other friend is mad at her and she doesn't want to ruin the party so *sigh* she's so sorry she can't make it.
And you know, I get that being around people you aren't getting along with at the time is uncomfortable and awkward and generally something to be avoided, but a simple-sorry can't make it is fine. There are near 60 people decending on our house tomorrow; it's not like she'd be ruining a dinner party.
Don't want drama? Don't bother me with it, then.
And now I feel bad, because she really is a sweet person.
Don't feel bad. People need to be grownups.