Happy Birthday, Frankenbuddha!
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
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.
You know, I was really looking forward to seeing a picture of God.
Maybe that was God....
Happy Birthday, Frank!
If God is a big-ass chipmunk that would RAWK.
Growing up in New Jersey clearly warped me as a driver. I think jughandles are perfectly normal and I still get jumpy when I have to pump my own gas.
Growing up in New Jersey warped me as a driver. I think jughandles are perfectly normal and I still get jumpy when I have to pump my own gas.
Pumping your own gas is just wrong. ::nods::
I came into the office today, determined that I would Get Things Done. Then I found that the Things I wanted to Do required input from people who decided that a 3-day weekend would be improved by becoming a 4-day weekend.
That sound you hear is my carefully built-up motivation trickling away.
That sound you hear is my carefully built-up motivation trickling away.
Calli! Did you know that your trickling motivation sounds surprisingly similar to a crying baby who's pooped his pants?
Happy birthday, Frank!
It is so beautifully sunny here! I've been out drinking lime and soda on the terrace of the student union (where, it being summer, there was actually space to sit) with a friend. Blissful.
Pumping your own gas is just wrong.
It's standard here. Because I need help, I have to buy a transmitter that requests service remotely. And then it never works. Hmph.
Just one more reason I need to move to the States...
Growing up in New Jersey clearly warped me as a driver. I think jughandles are perfectly normal and I still get jumpy when I have to pump my own gas.
I've pumped my own gas exactly once. And I somehow screwed it up, so that it filled the tank but didn't record how much gas it pumped out, and thus how much money I owed. (Well, how much money Zipcar owed.)