And a latte. Which was really the key.
I looked blankly at that, thinking "No, Dawn's the key."
It's possible I need a lie-down.
'Never Leave Me'
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And a latte. Which was really the key.
I looked blankly at that, thinking "No, Dawn's the key."
It's possible I need a lie-down.
Sue, if you order in, you don't have to change at all. Give the delivery man a thrill/giggle!
Trust me, it will be no thrill for him. I think I am still scarred by the time I was ordering fast food in my painting clothes (and totally covered in black paint) and the woman behind the counter told me that she thought I was homeless until she realized I had probably been painting.
It's all different inside your house, Sue. At least, that's my hope.
I wonder what I have for dinner.
Pizza is ordered, and I'm compromising by changing the pants only. And putting on a bra.
Mac's uncle is a good egg and took him today after church despite a raging headache. That allowed me to buy groceries, put them away, halfway clean the kitchen, do a load of laundry and start in on some cooking for the coming week. They are on there way here now and I am going to try to sneak in some living room work.
Hey ita, you can come live with me. I won't charge you rent and I don't eat eggs any more.
Not so close to simi, of course.
Not so close to simi, of course.
And all the more pleasant for you.
Not that I work in Simi anymore, though. West LA it is. It'll be hard to give up the 2 mile commute, because I know it can't last forever.
You are kind to offer.
No eggs?
ita, I know all the short cuts from that neighborhood to UCLA. I swear.
I'm so happy about the new place, Allyson!
I know all the short cuts from that neighborhood to UCLA. I swear.
If any of them can get me there without me driving I might be tempted.
So after 8.5 years of wearing jeans to work, they just decided to enforce their dress code policy. I spent the weekend running around updating my wardrobe.
The thing is, I hate, hate wearing khakis. I hate how they fit, hate how they look on me. So this weekend I went to about 10 different stores, trying to find corduroys and chinos that are cut like jeans.
I also bought a pair of all-black leather Chuck Taylors, and I'm going to see if I can get away with them.