Cupcakes first. Then world peace.
Perfectly understandable sequence.
'Conviction (1)'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Cupcakes first. Then world peace.
Perfectly understandable sequence.
Every time there is a major market movement downward, people want to find a criminal who apparently "caused" all this, but that's an overly simplistic view.
bon, you really think that's what this discussion has been about? Because I really do appreciate your position and your knowledge in this discussion, but it's been feeling like approaching this conversation in a really dismissive way. If this is the position you're coming from, then maybe you're right that there's not much productive to say here.
Also, yay cupcakes.
The last time I got new glasses (hm, I wonder how long ago that was now?) they told me one of my eyes had gotten better, or else it had stayed the same and the other was still getting worse -- one or the other. So they gave me new glasses, which I managed to wear for about two days. I now had such radically differently focused images coming from each eye -- even if they were actually both 20/20 -- that I just couldn't get used to it and persuaded them to give me my old prescription back.
Or they could just have been WRONG. I've wondered about that.
Note to all: polar bear livers are toxic.
I used to steal my mom's prescription glasses and play with them. Made the world all weird and steppy! (steppy= looking through one part made it appear our one level home had many and made for much staggering.) Of course, I also used to hang upside down off the couch and imagine walking on the ceiling.
Vivid alter-universe, I had that.
Note to all: polar bear livers are toxic.
Could've told me that before dinner time, you know.
Anyone else feeling queasy?
I TOLD my Mom I shouldn't eat liver. Ever.
Well, Colin's landlord just called and offered me the apartment, and gave me a big break on the security deposit for the trouble.
So, looks like I'm moving in the last weekend in April.
Sweet. Now, gotta start packing.
I cannot tell from the promos whether the movie is meant to be silly or is an attempt at serious scare that fails.