Laga, can you search their rooms?
maybe I should. Even if they caught me I could say I'm going in there to pick up dirty dishes. Those are my dishes you icky poo boys!
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Laga, can you search their rooms?
maybe I should. Even if they caught me I could say I'm going in there to pick up dirty dishes. Those are my dishes you icky poo boys!
Even if they caught you and you found the book, there's not a lot they can say.
edit: Or you can say, "Well, I saw a mouse, and I tracked it back to here, and can I just say, Wow!"
Yes, please! I can have a whole list of shit to do. If it's the right weekend, I can take y'all to see Boys Named Sue aka adoreable cowboys who sing Pussy Control by way of Bob Wills, The Libertine for good food and Fernet. We can go visit my comic book boyfriend at the drag bar and of course ample time at The Grapevine.
Outstanding!~
I want a padras patchwork skirt and NKOTB tickets.
And a pony.
When you say things like that you make the baby camel cry.
Even if they caught you and you found the book, there's not a lot they can say.
Right, because it's YOURS.
I'm pretty sure I'm dealing with a sociopath here. That's one reason why I'm hoping ignoring them will make them go away. If they're still here on Thursday then I need to reconsider my options but right now I'm thinking, "don't poke the psycho."
{{{askye}}} That's just so awful. I'm so sorry. All my coping~ma for you and your aunt and your family. There are really no words...
I hope this mess is resolved this week for you, Laga.
Home is where my family is living. Home was the same house in Utica,NY until I moved out at 18. It isn't even remotely home now. I've felt at home every place I have lived except Richmond where I felt like an intruder for almost 3 years. I called Philadelphia, Norfolk, and Pittsburgh home. Florida has been home for 28 years, but when I move from here I expect the new place to be home. I've been blessed with wonderful friends and neighbors every place I have lived. The people make it home.
Oh my God, this take home final thingy is so ridiculous! I hate busy work! I only need four more pages but it's taking me an eternity.
we're supposed the empty out the freezer and I just had to send the following email to the other managers:
"I think maybe the Aunt Jemima croissants in the freezer are mine and I forgot I bought them. There’s a receipt in the bag that has some other items on it that look like stuff I’d buy. Does anybody else want to claim them? If not I will eat them."
I don't want to eat them if they're not mine and I totally don't remember buying them but they've been untouched in the freezer for months and I don't think anyone else in the office drinks POM tea.